Tang Xiuyuan's face had gone deathly pale, and his heart was seething with unbearable frustration.
As a direct descendant of the Tang Family, even ordinary Middle True Gods would not dare speak recklessly in front of him, let alone Lower True Gods.
A Lower True God like Luo Zheng was certainly no elite of a prominent clan. He had never imagined this fellow would dare fight back—and that his first move would be an attempt to send Tang Xiuyuan to his death!
But now his life hung by a thread. How could he dare say anything else? He could only beg desperately for mercy.
Luo Zheng truly did not want to provoke these scions of prominent clans.
There were many outstanding people among these floating islands, with talents so powerful they seemed absurd, but some rotten apples would inevitably appear.
Whenever he encountered such people, he would do his best to ignore them. But Tang Xiuyuan's relentless pestering had gone too far.
Even so, he still had his misgivings and had no intention of killing Tang Xiuyuan. After all, his identity was sensitive, and this place was hardly safe for Luo Zheng!
"Whoosh!"
Luo Zheng suddenly exerted his strength and swung Tang Xiuyuan up, smashing him heavily onto the circular platform.
No one knew what the platform had been made from. Its surface was incredibly hard, and even Tang Xiuyuan, a Middle True God, found it agonizing to be slammed onto it.
The moment before, Tang Xiuyuan had still been begging incessantly for his life. But as soon as he landed, his entire bearing suddenly changed. He believed he had merely been caught off guard, allowing Luo Zheng to land that first blow. If not for that, there was no way that kid could possibly stand against him!
He flipped