C1773 CHAPTER1773 FINGER

Fu Tian, the son of the True Martial Sect Leader, sneered with disdain. His arrogance was undeniable. He believed someone like Sam Moreels could be eliminated at any moment. To him, the combat strength of both the god race and human cultivators was inferior. His wild and arrogant attitude seemed especially urgent and profound.

Sam Moreels scanned the area with a faint smile. From his perspective