Jiang Qiao stood tall and proud, holding up the heavens and supporting the earth.
He transformed into a several-hundred-meter-tall giant, standing proudly in the void. Countless dark clouds loomed around him, lightning flashed and thunder boomed, and a vicious aura surged in all directions. He seemed capable of swallowing the stars and rivers!
Hearing Bai Yue and Fierce Sun's words,
he burst into loud laughter.
His voice shook the four directions!
"You bunch of old things—showing off when things are going your way, and still trying to show off when they aren't. I fought my way to where I am today, step by step. The number of powerful beings I've killed is beyond counting."
"Fighting above my level."
"Taking on a crowd alone."
"It was all just part of my daily routine."
Jiang Qiao looked at the three of them and spoke with force: "If you want to kill me, then be prepared to be killed. The Divinity Staircase? It's not as if I haven't killed anyone who stood on it before. What makes you think you're so special?"
"Just a bunch of white-haired old fools and yapping old dogs."
His voice boomed.
It spread across the wilderness.
Whether it was the various experts already rushing toward Yang City,
or the many spectators hundreds of kilometers away
who were watching from afar,
they all heard him!
"Holy crap!"
"He doesn't even take Ninth Rank powerhouses seriously?"
"So domineering?"
"That was badass. Just hearing him say that, you'd think he had surrounded the people in Yang City instead. With that bearing and boldness, win or lose, he's a true man!"
Countless people cried out in amazement.
Even during the Nether Era, Ninth Rank powerhouses belonged to the ruling class. They were truly major figures.
They stood high above all others.
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