Desolate Third Epoch, 73rd Boundary Star Year.
Black Sky Wilderness, Nameless Boundary Mountain.
"I humbly request the Infinite True God!"
A familiar devine temple, a familiar Clock Throne.
Desolate Third Epoch, Zhao Xing first met the Infinite True God.
"Zhao Xing, how is the preparation for the Mountain Chief contest?"
"Returning to the True God, I'm not confident in killing Kuangchuan in the Taoist discourse."
This isn't an exaggeration, Kuangchuan's strength is indeed much higher than his.
He himself is unlikely to use spells from other sects at the Ancient Hill, and medication isn't allowed either, wanting to kill Kuangchuan indeed poses a challenge.
The Mountain Chief contest at the Ancient Hill started too early, my time to prepare wasn't sufficient."
The Infinite True God pondered and said, "I can give you some time."
Give me some time?
Zhao Xing didn't quite understand.
