Qin Jun had not felt this miserable in a long time. He held a trump card capable of instantly killing anything, yet he could not use it.
Could the system only become powerful enough to surpass the Mid-stage Primordial Chaos Grand Progenitor Realm after uprooting the Golden Rock Divine Cult, Blood Bat Clan, Nether Insect Race, and Primordial Chaos Demonic Cult?
The more Qin Jun thought about it, the more irritated he became. After pondering for a while, he vanished from the Heavenly Emperor Stone Palace again.
When he reappeared, he was inside an inn in Six Emperors City.
As usual, Ren Wo Xiao was immersed in wine. He changed inns every day and never paid for his drinks, leaving the innkeepers of Six Emperors City in constant dread.
"What are you doing here?"
Ren Wo Xiao reclined against a wooden pillar, his eyes closed as he swayed a wine bowl in his hand. His cheeks were slightly flushed, and he looked utterly intoxicated.
At his level of cultivation, getting drunk was impossible. He was merely pretending.
Qin Jun, wearing a bamboo hat, sat beside him and asked in a deep voice, "Have you reached the Primordial Chaos Grand Origin Progenitor Realm?"
Pfft—
Ren Wo Xiao immediately sprayed the wine in his mouth all over the table. He abruptly turned and glared at Qin Jun. "How do you know about that realm?"
"Hmph. Tell me, can you contend against an expert at the Mid-stage Primordial Chaos Grand Progenitor Realm?"
Rather than answering, Qin Jun posed a question of his own. He wanted to use Ren Wo Xiao to estimate the realms of Extreme Emperor and Su Di.
Ren Wo Xiao frowned, gave Qin Jun a deep look, then turned toward the window. "Probably."
Probably?
He was that uncertain?
Qin Jun