Chapter 272
- Nine Yang Supreme was a figure infinitely close to a Martial Emperor, and his battle power was even more terrifying, to put it bluntly, such a figure could be used endlessly by just plucking a hair off his body, and it wasn't Lu Ming's character to not ask for some favours.
- Nine Sun Supreme's eyelids jumped straight up, the corners of his mouth were shivering.
- Divine grade martial arts? Divine Grade Pills? And dozens of them?