Zhao Ji: Die or Step Aside! (Please Vote)

Hearing Qing Lan's words, Zhao Ji looked at her expressionlessly. She did not use any abilities or release any aura. Yet merely standing there, she exerted mountain-like pressure upon Qing Lan.

However, Qing Lan had become an Eighth Order Great Evil God and earned Zhao Ji's evaluation of "90" for talent. She was clearly no ordinary figure.

Even under Zhao Ji's mountain-like pressure, she acted as though she felt nothing at all. She grinned and even leisurely looked Zhao Ji up and down.

At that, Zhao Ji's expression turned cold. Her breathtaking face was like a mountain peak covered in first snow, its fair beauty carrying a chilling frost.

She stretched out her right hand. The next second, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees. Then, shards of ice began gathering and extending in her hand!

Within seconds, a long sword formed entirely of ice appeared in her hand.

As that frost sword appeared, Zhao Ji looked at Qing Lan expressionlessly. Her eyes were deep and cold, like icy pools in an abyss. She demanded, "What if I insist on entering?"

Qing Lan still wore a visibly lazy expression. She glanced at Zhao Ji and said bluntly,

"Though you are the Heavenly God Reincarnation, you are only at the late Seventh Order. Meanwhile, within my own God Domain, I am at the Eighth Order Peak."

"You seem to have no chance of winning at all. Are you sure you want to make a move against me?"

Hearing Qing Lan's words, Zhao Ji said coldly and proudly, "No one in this world is my match."

"You are indeed not bad, but you still do not qualify."

"So, either die or step aside."

Upon hearing that, Qing Lan seemed to have heard an incredibly amusing joke and could