"Are you sure?"
Looking at Mo Tian's confident and arrogant expression, Wang Xian wore a strange look on his face.
Although he was currently at the peak of the 'Divine Realm,' level 999, with his Talent [Immortal Body] having reached major completion, the attribute boosts granted by the 'Immortal Slave' bestowed by the 'Immortal Lord' talent, and the transformation of two 'Rings of Immortality,' his five basic attributes had now reached three hundred billion!
Three hundred billion in basic attributes was already the standard for the 'Emperor Realm Eighth Heaven.' Combined with his damage bonus of over 10,000%, one hundred percent critical hit rate, and critical damage, even one of his ordinary attacks had crossed the threshold of the peak 'Emperor Realm Eleventh Heaven.'
Although Mo Tian was an 'Immortal Seedling,' he was only a little over level 5,000. Even without suppressing his strength, Wang Xian was confident he could smash him to pieces within ten exchanges.
And now, this guy was actually arrogant enough to suppress his strength. He was like an old man eating arsenic—courting death!
"Come on. I'll let you attack first!"
Mo Tian looked indifferent, as if Wang Xian was completely beneath his notice.
"Fine!"
Wang Xian nodded in agreement. Since Mo Tian had invited him so warmly, refusing would be disrespectful!
Attack after attack landed on Wang Xian, causing his HP to fall continuously before recovering again. They still had not forced out his 'Blood Lock' skill.
One of the alien race's top experts spoke, gathering a divine ability as he did so.
The top alien expert with a single horn sneered coldly.
"I think he's still alive."
Emperor Realm laughed.
Before his words had even faded, he attacked. His figure instantly appeared before Emperor Realm, and a palm covered in tiny scales grabbed directly