"I..."
Half of Chen Zhaosheng's body was smashed under the mountain rocks, speechless, thinking, of course, you wouldn't know such common sense!
Oh, it's the Three Great Sacred Lands that have forbidden news in this area, and in these years, cultivators like you, Chen Zhixing, who truly reach the Nirvana Realm, are only a few with firm Dao hearts. As a result, the essence of 'Nirvana' hasn't spread, so everyone's 'forgotten' about it.
Then never mind.
Chen Zhaosheng felt he deserved this beating. Who told him, as an older brother, not to look after his younger brother?
He quickly abandoned this thought.
Because Chen Zhixing was truly hitting! The kind of beating to death!
With three consecutive moves, Chen Zhaosheng's Frost Armor, just cultivated in the Nirvana Realm, was shattered at the foundation. He was deeply embedded into Ziwei Mountain's underground twenty fathoms. Chen Zhaosheng knew he couldn't let Chen Zhixing continue to beat him like this.
