Wu De and Lightning Mink, who had made a bet, both widened their eyes and stared at the War Immortal Platform, silently counting the breaths in their hearts.
During this period, they had followed Fang Bai and gathered a vast amount of Cultivation Resources. The Space Immortal Ring was piled high, enough for several years of cultivation needs. But if they lost the bet, half of this Space Immortal Ring would be emptied, and thinking of that still made them feel a bit distressed.
"Haha, those two little immortals actually naively believe that the white-clothed Immortal can win? Are they foolish?"
"Humph, boasting shamelessly!"
"Just a mere third-grade Immortal King, challenging a fifth-grade Immortal King Realm expert is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating their abilities!"
"They dare to brag that the white-clothed Immortal can defeat Lingyun Immortal King within dozens of breaths? That's hilarious to this Immortal!"
