Sure enough, his unease was justified, it was a bad premonition. When the pill cauldron emitted a ringing sound, it became a curse, pushing Shi Xuan's spirit to the brink of collapse.
No matter how confident Shi Xuan was in the speed of the Shen Trifire, he knew he couldn't surpass it. At this moment, his mind was a blank, unable to accept what was happening.
How is this possible? How did this inexperienced kid manage all this?
Jiang Chen smiled leisurely, "Shi Xuan, you can turn around now."
Shi Xuan's entire body twitched slightly, and his expression suddenly turned extremely ugly. He knew better than anyone that he had lost, truly lost.
And he had lost without any temper at all.
His mind was still muddled; how did he lose? How did such a monstrosity emerge in the Eternal Sacred Land?
Under the gaze of the crowd, Shi Xuan wanted to renege on the bet, but the thought of the poisonous oath made his heart twitch.
