C898 Xiuro's knife technique

Within the vast sea of clouds, Niu Xiaobao sat cross-legged on the side of the cliff that he had passed through with his eyes closed.

The cold gusts of wind around him continued to sweep across his body, but he did not move an inch. He was like a boulder, not moving an inch, as if he was one with the entire Yunhai Peak.

The current Niu Xiaobao was in a state of immersion