What did that prove?
It proved that he was too transcendent.
Absolutely confident in his own strength.
Certain that he could control everything.
The so-called releasing a tiger back into the mountains.
Had the prerequisite that one was the lord of ten thousand beasts.
To a True Dragon, what difference was there between an ant being injured or unharmed, at the peak of its strength or not?
A True Dragon that stood proud above the heavens would never lower its gaze to dust.
This was supreme arrogance!
"Qin Qiankun, three days from now, I will surely sever your head!"
Watching Qin Qiankun drift away, Xiao Chen felt no secret delight. Instead, towering fury surged within him.
From beginning to end, Qin Qiankun had been arrogant as a dragon, his eyes brimming with disdain. From his arrival to his departure, from his attack to postponing the battle, he had stood as lofty as an immortal god, deciding everything with a single word, never once taking Xiao Chen to heart.
As though Xiao Chen were empty air.
Free for anyone to ignore.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Qin Qiankun had truly elevated the Qiankun Dynasty's overbearing, arrogant, and tyrannical conduct to its ultimate extreme.
The more Xiao Chen recalled how this enmity had begun, the angrier he became.
From start to finish, he had never taken the initiative to provoke anyone.
At first, Qin Chuan descended upon Great Xia and seized things by force. Not only had he slain Xiao Chen's brother and tiger companion, he had even tried to take away his beloved.
Xiao Chen had been forced to resist.
After that.
The Qiankun Great Emperor descended, intending to massacre Great Xia in blood.
And now, Qin Qiankun had personally come here, shouting of slaughter and death!
Sometimes, Xiao Chen