The Pinnacle Of Life

“Who are you? What right do you have to fight me?”

Eustace’s gaze was hostile as he stared at the man on the wine gourd. Although their cultivation levels were on par, Eustace was absolutely confident. Astor had the Umbrella of Destiny in his hand coupled with many trump cards. Astor could definitely take down this guy within five minutes.

Astor

He

Astor

He

‘A seed? Hmph. All of you fake seeds have to yield to me. When the time comes, all of you shall become my slaves.’

Astor envisaged a certain possibility on a whim. Astor would get all those so-called seeds from other sanctuaries over and sign Soul Contracts with them to make them into his henchmen. Then, his strength would rise greatly, and he would create an invincible team to sweep across America.

Astor

He

Astor

He

those geezers beyond the sky were to descend, he would kill them to the

that thought,

he felt he was looking at his livestock. Astor then immediately said, “Why would I not dare to compete with you? However, it’s really child’s play to carve ‘fake’ on

Astor

He

said, “How do

a Soul Contract with the winner and become a slave

gourd

such a huge bet had been placed. It

this man either… The seed of each sanctuary was different. All of them basically hid in the forbidden areas of the sanctuaries and focused on cultivation, so they had no interaction with each other. Most of them had

had no idea of the man’s identity

came flying in the sky. Under his feet was

an ancient outfit with fluttering long hair, emanating the vibe of archaic vicissitudes all over his body. Floating in the sky, he looked at Eustace and said, “Why don’t I bet with you that the loser shall become a slave for the rest of his

looked at that

carefully. Eventually, he recognized that man. At that time,

Astor

He

would still recognize me. It’s been three millennia. This is my first

“You’re really Nikolai Jovorich?”