"If he pulls that move, then he'll have no future left," Ye Hai understood what Zhao Kun was saying.
As a Path-Entering Martial Artist, it would obviously be illogical not to have some earth-shattering trump card.
Path-Entering Martial Artists know Path-Entering Martial Artists best.
Yet Xia Liu was not a Path-Entering Martial Artist, and amidst the battlefield, he was unaware of the imminent danger.
"Daoist Fellow Ye, this is a life-and-death battle. Losing means death. Do you think Daoist Fellow Liu would hold back, saving it for Hell?"
Zhao Kun laughed, for if a Path-Entering Martial Artist did not act before death approached,
his cultivation would end then and there.
This time, Ye Hai remained silent; if Liu Dao truly cast the spell, then Xia Liu would be in danger!
As the whole arena fell silent, waiting for the final result, suddenly a voice laughed wildly and hauntingly: "Hahaha! Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"
All eyes instantly turned to Liu Dao in that moment.