Feng Nan gasped in midair, his body trembling slightly.
But he felt his grip loosen, and the Thunder Sword slipped from his hand. It was unexpectedly snatched by a Three-legged Golden Crow, which flew to Su He's side. With one swipe of his claw, Su He suppressed the Thunder Sword and looked down at Feng Nan.
"You still held back while fighting with me?"
The power of this sword was far stronger than when battling with Su He.
Gasping for breath, Feng Nan's chest heaved as he eyed Su He's Turtle Body coated surface: "Aren't you also hiding your skills, friend?"
Su He laughed loudly.
He wasn't hiding his skills; the Pangolin was a lifesaving Divine Artifact. Who would unleash their full power right at the start?
Su He turned and deeply looked towards Emperor Luan: "From today onwards, Sealed Emperor Cultivators shall not enter the Dark Dragon Ruin, or they will be slain on sight!"
