But Never Bloodthirsty at Heart!

The several generals at the side did not speak up to stop him—

They harbored the same thought: if their cultivation were suppressed to the same realm, there might yet be a chance to fight.

"Foolish!"

"Do you think that Daluo Golden Immortal across from you would really stupidly play house with you?"

"You only see that he is willing to bind his cultivation, but have you considered this—his battle-honed killing instincts and his mastery of manipulating magical power, refined to perfection? Which of those was not forged through blood and fire? The gap between you is far more than a little!"

While the others were still weighing their options, Wang Jian had already drawn himself like a blade from its sheath, seeing through the Killing Game General Snake had laid at a glance!

That was right. This was no fair contest at all, but a blade's edge wrapped in honey—

On the surface, it was a "spar between equals," but in truth, it was using lives to bridge that bottomless gulf of experience!

A genuine Heavenly Immortal, against a Daluo Golden Immortal who had voluntarily sealed his cultivation—

It was like a child just learning to walk insisting on competing in spearplay with a hardened veteran of the battlefield!

Not to mention that this man was one of the Turtle-Snake Two Generals under the True Martial Emperor!

Who in the Northern Kuru Continent had not heard of him? Who did not know his name?

Having slain countless demons and carved out his towering reputation through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, he had long since etched combat techniques into his very bones!

Those exquisitely perfected moves, those split-second judgments—

They were all real skill bought with the lives of ancient great demons!

If Changchun truly stepped forward, it