Cao Zhengyang laughed heartily and was about to leave.
Zhou Qing quickly stepped forward and shoved a jade slip into his hand.
Cao Zhengyang looked puzzled.
Zhou Qing whispered in his ear. Upon hearing the terrifying power of the jade slip, Cao Zhengyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The sudden surprise wiped away the gloom in his heart.
"Mo, I take back what I said earlier. When we return, we'll drink and celebrate together!"
Cao Zhengyang carefully put away the jade slip and hurried off.
"What was that?" Mo Xingjian asked curiously.
Zhou Qing exhaled softly and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing much, just something that can unleash a full-power attack at the Spirit Severing Realm."
Mo Xingjian: "..."
At this moment, Cao Zhengyang strode outside, his expression serious. Suddenly, a chilling killing aura radiated from him.
He took a deep breath, gathered his spiritual power, and his voice, like rolling thunder, instantly echoed through every corner of the camp.
