Upon hearing these four words.
Wutian Cilang, who didn't quite understand the meaning, cautiously asked, "Gongsun Young Master, this is..."
Gongsun Chu's legs started to tremble slightly, as he spoke in a low voice:
"I've only seen descriptions of the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor in the Book Collection Pavilion of the Black Mountain Sect. It is said to be the armor of ancient cultivators. Once the Inner Essence reaches a certain realm, it can gather Gang Qi to form armor, protecting the body..."
"Only... those who dare to condense Gang Qi into the shape of a dragon... people... this—" Gongsun Chu's pupils constricted.
He instinctively took a step back.
He no longer cared about the heavenly beauty Ye Wenjun, nor about his venting and hatred.
Without a second word, he turned around and ran!
As fast as a gust of wind.
Seeing this scene, Ji Qiubai frowned deeply, puzzled!
When Ji Qiubai also saw Fang Yu, radiant, his heart sank.
Not just them.
