Prairie

"Don't touch this worthless pig. I don't want your hand to be dirtied by shit." An Di said this while his gaze was fixed on the old man in front of him, who was struggling to break free.

Zhang Zhiyi looked surprised as she looked down at her hand, which was being held by An Di.

She paused a moment and drew her hands back.

To be honest, she was enraged by this old man. But she didn't go all out when she attacked him. She wanted to capture him alive and torture him horrendously.

But she was more surprised by how An Di controlled the space.

He hadn't been in the Heavenly Realm for long. But his command of the elements was far too impressive as if he knew everything from the start.

She was also skeptical that An Di was the reincarnation of some powerful cultivator.

She shook her head slightly, her gaze drawn to the old man who was constantly begging An Di.