like grasshoppers on a string. If Lu Xiaoteng falters, the snow-field demon deer will not be able to hold on for long. With a movement of its divine sense, the mist-white orb flared, and a white light..."Well then, let it be so." 。g Qingcheng's talent and accumulation in the Spirit Realm, transcending tribulation and ascending to a higher realm wasn't impossible."Within the Cow of Confinement!" Lu Xia Tian thought of what Yan L...