Looking at Wu Dao's track record, he certainly wasn't a rash or arrogant person.
Thus, it wasn't hard for Fang Lie to guess that Wu Dao must have had another fortuitous encounter, causing his strength to skyrocket. That was the only reason he would have the confidence to claim he could hold off the Celestial King alone.
"The Horizontal Refining Seventh Gate."
The various Magnetic Field Powers in Wu Dao's palm converged into a small, seven-colored sun. He glanced toward the deeper reaches of the sky and replied calmly.
The Seventh Gate!!
GASP...
Fang Lie's expression changed in shock, and he drew in a sharp breath. Even with his considerable experience and having witnessed all sorts of demonic geniuses, he was still startled by Wu Dao.
How long had it been?
When they met just over ten days ago, hadn't Wu Dao just stepped into the Sixth Gate?
'A Celestial Treasure Master.'
'Are they really this absurd?'
WHOOSH!
