An Ning, however, was perfectly poised. Her beautiful eyes fixed on him as she slowly said, "With the power of a Zhen Gu Eonic God, you actually managed to block my brother's spear. Even if he didn't use his full strength, that's still astonishing."
"Sis, stop singing his praises. Didn't you hear what everyone outside was saying? This kid reached the Chaos Eonic God realm long ago, but his breakthrough failed and he didn't transform successfully. He's half-crippled now—he has the realm, but not the substance of Chaos. You're treating trash like treasure. Do you really think someone can leap seven or eight levels above the Zhen Gu Eonic God realm? Across the entire Tomb of Gods Seat Nebula, including the Tomb of Gods Cult's main sect, you couldn't find such a monster. And yet you think you picked one up just by recruiting a new soldier."
Having had his spear blocked, An Tianshu wasn't angry. He merely became colder, because Li Tianming's performance further confirmed his suspicions.
"An Ning, he isn't a Zhen Gu Eonic God. I heard that the Eonic God body in his real world dock is around four hundred thousand meters tall. I've never heard of a Zhen Gu Eonic God exceeding two hundred thousand meters. If he truly mutated after a failed breakthrough, then his realm should be at the sixth-order Chaos Eonic God level as well." Zimo's tone was relatively calm. Clearly, he wanted to persuade An Ning not to keep provoking unnecessary conflict over a piece of scrap.
Hearing them, An Ning was naturally displeased. She swept her gaze over the two of them and coldly said, "One of you is a brat, and the other is my lackey. You've got the nerve to teach me what to do? You even dared lay