The Nirvana Black Metal Stone

Di Jiu did not move. He had been paying attention to the man in yellow for a long time. He had late-stage Dao Birth strength and should be the strongest person there. In that case, he was most likely the fellow who had suggested a competition in the Body-Tempering Lake.

A cultivator who could suggest a competition in the Body-Tempering Lake might be the person who had nailed his lightning bird.

"You're the one who nailed my lightning bird?" Di Jiu asked. The strong aura that had swept over him was like a breeze. It did not even lift a corner of his clothing.

'That's right. I nailed it. What can you do to me?" After the cultivator in yellow was done talking, a long saber swept up a saber flare and struck Di Jiu.

At the same time, the space had completely been turned into his territory. The frantic saber flares were like waves in the frantic ocean, while Di Jiu was like a lonely boat amid these ocean waves.