"But you're a pretty strange kid too!"
Fat Baldy looked Wang Xian up and down, his face full of amazement.
"What's strange about me?"
Wang Xian put down the right foot he had been clutching in both hands and glared at Fat Baldy indignantly.
It was his first time experiencing the absurdity of hurting himself while kicking someone else!
It had to be said that an Immortal Emperor Grade expert truly was no ordinary being.
This test had finally let Wang Xian understand just how vast the gap was between himself and an Immortal Emperor Grade expert.
With such a gap, unless he used the Sacrificial Dance, which carried uncontrollable consequences, even if all his other trump cards erupted and were amplified tenfold or a hundredfold, he would still find it difficult to contend with an Immortal Emperor Grade expert!
That was right, it had been a test!
Wang Xian had once killed an Immortal King Grade expert. Although that Immortal King had been almost crippled, it had still given him some understanding of Immortal King Grade experts.
By that calculation, if he unleashed his full combat power, he might very well possess Immortal King Grade strength!
Within the Heavenly Emperor Seal were the Dao Fruits of forty-one Great Emperors, along with the secret arts and combat experience of those forty-one Great Emperors.
Wang Xian rubbed his chin. "There probably isn't anyone more terrifying than me."
"Stop!"
Fat Baldy stubbornly protested.
Wang Xian shouted.
Although tombs were generally rather gloomy, wasn't this Buddha Lord's tomb a little too much like the underworld?
The light was dim, the walls pitch-black, and countless blood-red Runes were carved across them.
"It should be even more terrifying!" Fat Baldy nodded solemnly. "The Buddha oil for that Buddha Lamp was refined from the body of