C1289 A Battle of Life and Death

"Hahaha!"

Qin Daoming stood at the center of the Cultivation Ground, his laughter booming wildly. The sound waves rippled through the air, reaching Lee Mo, whose fragile form seemed on the brink of collapse.

"Qin Daoming, what do you think you're doing?" Lau Ningxuan forced the words out through clenched teeth. As the Heavenly King, she couldn't afford to make a move while casting her spell