The other side.
Bottle-Storage Immortal Venerate had only two Law Avatars left and was hunting everywhere.
"Damn it, why are the resources so few this time, why are there only these?"
"It's all Xi Rong's fault, disrupting the battlefield economy, making many forces afraid of being scavenged, leading them to carry too few supplies when going out!"
He had become completely unbridled.
Because of Xi Rong Manor Master's fame, Bottle-Storage Immortal Venerate's face had twisted completely.
Endless resentment exploded, surrounded, and twisted within him.
If I knew you were an Immortal Venerate, I would never have provoked you!
Now, he felt he had become a complete clown, the greatest Immortal Venerate shame in human history!
This world, let it be destroyed!
At this moment, he eagerly anticipated the era when prehistoric Immortal Venerates would personally conquer this piece of all heavens and myriad realms, destroy it, and wipe out his dark history completely.
