Bibi Dong seized the chance to tease him as well. "Oh? So back then, you traveled all the way from Star Luo to Barak just to collect Spirit Hall subsidies and fool around with women? Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk."
"Easy, easy. Ancestor, I advise you to calm down. If we really fight, you won't be able to beat me."
Qian Chaoguang laughed heartily. With a casual tug, he threw Dai Mubai slightly off balance and nimbly dodged this bargain ancestor's impotent rage.
Having made a fool of himself, Dai Mubai was not angry. Instead, he stared at Qian Chaoguang as if he were a monster, staring so intensely that Qian Chaoguang's scalp began to tingle.
"There's something wrong with your body," Dai Mubai said seriously. "I now suspect that even Rank 1 Deities might not be your match."
The instant he came into contact with the other man's body, he had sensed it.
It was completely different from the punch Huo Yutong had stopped through sheer strength.
There was not the slightest fluctuation of soul power from Qian Chaoguang. Yet merely from a trace of physical strength leaking out, he made Dai Mubai feel a fear that was difficult to resist.
He had only ever felt such an intense sense of crisis from Rong Nianbing.
That had been when Rong Nianbing held a Super Divine Artifact and got serious.
"Rank 1 Deities truly are no match for me."
Qian Chaoguang clenched his fist hard. The purple dragon patterns sealing his body instantly faded, revealing his violent power without restraint.
It was a terrifying, immense force capable of shattering stars with every gesture, enough to make even Dai Mubai, a Rank 2 God possessing the War God divine position, feel fear.
"With this divine body of mine, and my