"On the peak of immortality, proud above the world, first came the Celestial Pivot, then the heavens!"
"Hmm?"
Hua Yaoyue heard this and abruptly looked up, casually grabbing Yun Qianzai, who was attempting to escape, like a chick, and flinging him to the ground.
"Who allowed you to utter such words?"
Hua Yaoyue's voice deepened.
Yun Qianzai quickly stood up again, forming a spell with his fingers, and his slightly wrinkled magic robe became neat once more.
He shook his sleeves without changing his expression and said coolly:
"In all my life's affairs, Yun Qianzai needs not explain to others."
"Oh?"
"Alright then."
Hua Yaoyue, as if hearing a great joke, coldly chuckled.
She gently stomped her foot, and a crevice appeared in the middle of the mountain range, coincidentally passing under Yun Qianzai, causing him to fall straight through.
Even with all his tricks, he couldn't rise an inch.
He screamed miserably and was about to explain.
