"Bing'er, you must become a True God of the Heavenly Court!"
"You must break free from the restraints of your Demon Body!"
"You are not only the hope of the Dragon Clan but also the hope of your master!"
Watching Ao Bing fall and rise again and again, Shen Gongbao's eyes also betrayed a hint of reluctance, but in the end, he still struck down hard. Amid the lightning, Ao Bing kept twitching, and his face turned even paler.
However, his body was being tempered, and not only his strength but also his reaction speed had significantly improved. Shen Gongbao couldn't help but nod inwardly as he saw the power of the Spiritual Pearl being released bit by bit.
Wasn't Ao Bing the hope of the Dragon Clan, and also his own hope?
Because he was born of the Demon Clan, he had missed opportunities again and again. Until at last, even the position of the Twelve Golden Immortals was snatched away by that drunkard who was always eating or sleeping like a fat pig...
