Clearly, she could tell that this guy was truly different from before.
"How is it? Can you hurt me?" Li Tianming planted his foot on Lin Wanjun's Astral God Origin and pressed the Eastern Emperor Sword against it. With the sword's hardness, it pierced straight into the Astral God Origin, making Lin Wanjun scream miserably once more from the pain.
He had originally thought that, in this World of Disorder, he should be able to fight opponents around eight levels above himself.
After all, this time he was facing a genius.
But the facts proved that he had been too cautious. Though his Eonic God body was only four thousand meters tall now, judging by his realm, killing disorderly human cultivators ten levels above him would not be a problem.
Especially with the Heavenly Ultimate Star, he did not need to consider the enemy's attacks at all. Fighting like this would only make him even more ferocious.
Considering how absurdly exaggerated the realm breakthroughs of disorderly humans were, crossing ten levels was reasonable enough.
Among geniuses under five hundred years old, there should still be some stronger than Lin Wanjun!
"So what if you can hurt me? I refuse to accept this! You're a hundred thousand years older than me! You're bullying the young with your age! You're not human! You're the laughingstock of the Zero Degree Star Prison!" Even as Lin Wanjun wailed, he continued to curse.
This kid was a complete rogue, like some street thug. It fit Thunder Lord Manor's style quite well.
"That's right, you old bastard, release him now!"
"Commander Jun is the future of our Purple Lightning Star Prison. If you dare touch him, you'll be openly tearing up the agreement between us and your father. There will be serious consequences!"
Liu Xiaoyang and