Layered armor, long chapter, or it will be early.
In the Totem Camp, the young prodigies of the master domains like Five-Colored Beast and Three-headed Giant Beast stared coldly at the back of Qin Ming, watching him leave silently.
Their hero, my deadly enemy. That young man killed eight Totem Seeds alone and intimidated other young opponents into not daring to enter the battlefield.
Moments later, some Totems couldn't hold back and broke the silence.
"Hard to reconcile!"
"The key is that the madman once said he would single-handedly face all opponents of the same level, and in the end... no one could successfully stop him, and he actually managed to leave the battlefield unharmed."
The young and strong faction in the Totem with higher realms had a deep, intense chill in their eyes.
Even decades later, whenever they think of this matter, they probably still feel regret, their chest clogged, as if being pressed and tortured by a bear.
