C1189 Holy Body of Thousand Tribulations(part II)

"What a joke! You're on the brink of death and still dreaming of greatness!" Ximen Cann sneered loudly, looking at Qiao Gao as if he were a dead man walking, without a hint of sympathy.

Holy Son Tang Teng's gaze was equally icy, his face full of mockery. "To temper oneself is to face certain death