Chapter 1142: ?You

Su Han sighed, glancing at the guild chat room.

Aisi Desi: "No fight broke out? How disappointing!"

Walking across the wasteland, one powerful dangerous species after another charged toward Aisi Desi, roaring, their bodies wreathed in supernatural power—flame or frost, radiating terrifying might.

With every step they crushed the earth, hurling endless shattered rocks, revealing unmasked, horrific destructive force.

Yet facing all this, Aisi Desi remained calm, even closing her eyes to converse in the guild.

She opened her palm; icy cold surged instantly outward from her hand, freezing the entire world in an instant.

Everywhere her eyes could see, thick layers of ice armor coated the land, as if this wasteland had been transformed into Star Fall Continent in a single moment.

Each powerful, towering dangerous species had become ice statues.

Aisi Desi's expression remained unchanged; she walked slowly, practicing her own unique cultivation here.

The Pure White Sprite Mage: "... I think it's normal that no fight broke out. After all, blood is thicker than water—they're all very close."

"Yes! Exactly.

I'm feeling rather sentimental now! When you get old, you cry easily."

True Person Zhang Sanfeng: "..."

You think being old means something? Your age is nothing! How old am I? I'm the Hou Jue: "..."

I've lived for hundreds of years and never felt this way—your age is nothing! Zhang Sanfeng too.

My age is just... a fraction of mine!: "Too sentimental... I want to go out and fight a god-level weirdo right now!"

I'm the Hou Jue: "Never mind whether you can even find a weirdo—even if you do, and you actually face a god-level one, your end result will be one and only one... you'll be killed."

"..."