"Looks like your crippled disease has been cured."
Flames swirled in An Tianshu's eyes, his fury still mounting.
He stared coldly at Li Tianming. In his palm, the "Great Flame Dragon Realm" had already been summoned from within his body. In the Real World Dock, its initial form was a cosmos-world sphere roughly ten thousand meters in diameter. Within it, stars gathered like flame dragons, roaming and roaring!
This was a small world forcibly carved out by squeezing aside the space of the Real World Dock. It was subordinate to the Real World Dock, yet in another sense, it stood as its equal.
With the emergence of this natal Astral Realm, the surrounding Real World Dock was even compressed and distorted, giving rise to ripples of space, even cracks.
Buzz!
Though the Great Flame Dragon Realm had merely appeared and had not truly made a move, it had already drawn plenty of praise.
After summoning the Great Flame Dragon Realm, An Tianshu looked at his natal Astral Realm with intense confidence in his eyes. He raised his head and looked indifferently at Li Tianming. "But the beast-slave disease branded onto you cannot be erased for your entire life. So, is it really so hard to admit your own lowliness and mediocrity, face yourself squarely, and stop troubling others?"
"An Tianshu. You came in here with me to fight, not to preach." Li Tianming rose into the air, the Eastern Emperor Sword appearing in his hand. The power of a Nebula Eonic God surged through his neutron particles. Several kinds of power blessed him, and multicolored radiance erupted from his body.
At the same time, he continued, "I don't agree with any of your claims about beast slaves. My battle beasts and I are brothers. They are no higher than me,