Although Wang Ye charged at the Golden Winged God Race team alone, his mind was clear as a mirror.
First, this Golden Winged God Race team only had peak Supremes. Their strength was average.
Of course, neither he nor Old Gu could handle such numbers.
They would most likely lose.
But even if Ling Qi Jun did not intervene, he had more than enough ability to protect himself.
The main thing was to test the waters!
To see Ling Qi Jun's attitude.
After interacting with her for some time, Wang Ye had come to understand Ling Qi Jun quite well.
There was naturally a reason why this former Spirit Empress had been dethroned by the current Spirit Empress.
Her combat strength was beyond doubt, but her abilities in every other aspect fell short of the Spirit Empress, especially in strategy and planning.
Then again, it seemed there truly was no one who could surpass the Spirit Empress in that regard.
Including himself.
Yet Ling Qi Jun still had ambitions.
First, the Spirit Empress had taken her throne. Then Ling Si Jun had surpassed her.
Though Ling Qi Jun, now the third most powerful figure among the Female Spirit Race, hid it deeply, one could still sense the unwillingness in her heart.
This time, in the Glazed Death Realm, she likewise hoped to achieve something!
She was like a mediocre crown prince, inferior both to the third prince favored by the emperor and to the seventh prince who had suddenly arisen with unparalleled talent.
But she possessed the Female Spirit Race's vast resources, deep foundations, and, most importantly—
A need for him!
Boom!
Wang Ye transformed into a member of the Nether Race and wielded a Golden Wing to begin slaughtering!
First, a warm-up!
Although he had no money to forge