"Who would believe such a little trick?" Wind God said with a look of disdain.
"That's right! That's right!"
"Such a crude provocation, even I, Thor, find it utterly stinking." Thor Old Dragon King fanned his nose with his hand, as if someone had just farted.
Wang Ming was a cultivator who had grown all the way up from a mortal.
Controlling his emotions was the most basic quality; his heartstrings were not stirred by the words of Thor Old Dragon King and the others at all, showing no sign of anger whatsoever.
Wang Ming found a stone and sat down, smoothing the hem of his wrinkled robe, and then said leisurely:
"I never treat any opponent like a fool."
"Treating an opponent like a fool is a disrespect to my own life."
"I said..."
"Your IQs as the four great heavenly gods are not high, but you are definitely not fools."
"So it is impossible for me to treat you as fools."
"The images you are seeing at this moment all truly exist, and were not produced by me using illusions."
"This is the application of the primal spirit of time."
"Time reversal."
"What is displayed before you at this moment is what you did previously." Wang Ming recounted with a calm and breezy expression, raising a finger to point at the changing image in the Great Void Space.
Thor Old Dragon King stepped forward: "You say it's not an illusion just because you say so?"
"What reason do we have to believe you?"
"We would be the fools if we believed an enemy's words."
Wang Ming nodded and said: "It's impossible for you to believe me."
"Even more impossible for me to expect you to believe me."
"I didn't expect you to believe me either."
"However..."
"You will