Chapter 455: Phoenix Sect, How Long Will It Take?

"No, no."

At this moment, Yuan Wang, who initially appeared rather imposing, was in a state of extreme disarray. His hair was a tangled mess, with wisps of smoke rising from it, a direct consequence of being struck by lightning. His clothes were also severely torn, making him look nothing like a mighty Dragon God Realm expert, but more like a beggar.

Yet, Wang didn't care about his disheveled state. He couldn't believe it. His eyes were filled with confusion and doubt, even a hint of...