"Famous in the Desolate Era?"
"Oh, yes, you are already a famous figure in the Desolate Era."
Guilingling smacked her little lips, carrying the Immortal Sword and continued poking and jabbing, trailing closely behind Li Ping'an, her lively big eyes observing all directions.
Thinking about it now, she felt afraid.
If something were to happen to Li Ping'an, she feared her master, Yaoyao, and Qing Qing would cook her into turtle soup.
...
"Your Excellency, how are you?"
"I'm fine."
Calamity Exalt was squatting in the void near a wisp of Chaotic Aura, watching the place of the great battle in the Dragon Ancient Realm, with lingering astonishment and doubt in his eyes.
"Was this Li Ping'an originally cultivating in the physical body?"
The two ferocious demons looked at each other.
Calamity Exalt pondered a few times, his twelve-foot golden body gradually dissipating, lowering his head and sighing.
