As he spoke, Jiang Ping'an had already crossed the long queue and flown to the city gate.
"You lowly slave, have you gone blind? How dare you charge straight through the city gate!" A Celestial Race guard cursed Jiang Ping'an, his face full of contempt and disgust.
As he cursed, he summoned a spirit saber and slashed it at Jiang Ping'an's neck.
Jiang Ping'an reached out with two fingers and caught the spirit saber, saying coolly, "The Human Race truly is lowly, to have let you ride roughshod over us for tens of thousands of years."
"You even deceived your way into the position of Great Emperor and built Celestial Continent so you could lord over everyone."
The Celestial Race guard used all the strength he had to pull back his saber, but naturally, it did not budge in the slightest.
Seeing this, the other Celestial Race guards immediately summoned their spirit artifacts and charged at Jiang Ping'an.
A Primal Chaos Body Protection True Qi barrier formed around Jiang Ping'an's body, blocking all the attacks.
He continued, "The Human Race made two fatal mistakes, and because of them, we have fallen to this day."
"Today, I will correct those two mistakes."
Having said that, he suddenly released the pressure of a Saint.
The immense pressure instantly forced all the Celestial Race guards to drop to their knees with thuds. Then they collapsed face-down onto the ground, and finally bled from all seven orifices before dying.
The Ten Thousand Races waiting in the long line erupted into commotion.
"This Human Race member must be mad."
"He's a Saint..."
"So what if he's a Saint? A mere Saint dares provoke the Celestial Race?"
"I bet he won't survive the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."
"A slave race will