Wang Xuan smiled. He actually had a chance to fight the combined manifestation of the strongest True Saints of all eras?
He bared his gleaming white teeth in a dazzling grin, but in the eyes of every spectator, it was savage—he truly looked like a great villain.
"What was he saying? He wanted to challenge the strongest of all eras all by himself?"
"Whoa, he really is... a demon!"
Those from the Old Supernatural Center of the Pre-23rd Era felt it most deeply. The old saints were eternal, immortal gods in their hearts, yet now Wang Qingzhou wanted to overturn those undying monuments and defeat the saints. His arrogance was truly extraordinary.
Miao Gu floated above a Mythological Sea composed of scarlet poisonous fire and Chaotic Order. His six pairs of silver wings shone, Imperial Dao Origin Pools lit up all over his body, and he was incomparably dazzling, sacred and resplendent from head to toe.
"I'm really looking forward to this. But don't rush—let them come out one by one. I want to fight them all," Wang Xuan spoke.
For all these years, he had been "thinking about" those extremely powerful figures from mythological history for a long time. Now, he could finally make a legitimate move against them.
Even if the Mysterious Mobile Phone and Hong Xiu were included, they were not personally arriving in their true bodies. If they were manifested through Imperial Dao Light, then there was nothing wrong with "sparring" with them.
No one even needed to describe him or deliberately paint him black now. Wang Xuan already possessed an oppressive aura, and combined with his current conduct, he was wrapped in a dark halo through and through—the grand entrance of a big boss.
Yet this Great Demon was very young. At first glance, he