"Xing Sheng!"
The two Catastrophe Level figures who were originally discussing, felt a shiver in their hearts, but at this moment both bowed their heads deferentially.
Those behind who had never met a Saint were also startled, then fell prostrate to the ground in unison.
Nobody expected to suddenly see a Saint!
And they seemed to see the Saint in a sorry state!
"It's you..."
Yong Xinglai kept panting, as the Free Energy around him frantically surged into his body, filling that hint of dryness.
The tiny scratches on his body were visibly healing, as he coldly swept his gaze over the crowd present.
"Free Energy alone isn't quite enough, so I'll have to trouble you all a bit..."
Before Yong Xinglai finished speaking, he had already raised his palm in a grasping gesture, yet before the crisis feeling in the two Catastrophe Level figures' hearts could arise.
