"I am at the Quasi-Saint Peak!"
Great Master Guanyin had thought that merely relying on her terrifying Quasi-Saint cultivation would be enough to scare the South Heaven Gate guard to death.
But Yuan Hong casually said, completely unconcerned, "Quasi-Saint Peak? Is that so impressive?"
Guanyin was stunned, thinking she had misheard.
Was the Quasi-Saint Peak that impressive?
Quasi-Saint Peak?
That impressive?
Those words also left the nearby young heavenly soldiers dumbfounded, and they admired Yuan Hong, their boss, even more.
How domineering!
Yuan Hong merely smiled. A Quasi-Saint wanted to scare him?
What a joke!
At Master Zhang Yifan's place, there were already two Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortals, beings no different from Saints!
There were even nine half-step Primordial Chaos Grand Unity Golden Immortals!
Hadn't Old Ancestor Qilin become a dog before Master Zhang Yifan?
And a real dog at that!
You, a mere Quasi-Saint Peak?
You weren't even worthy of carrying Master Zhang Yifan's shoes.
It was only because Guanyin did not know Master Zhang Yifan.
He was an existence comparable to a Great Dao Saint, perhaps even beyond one!
He could snap a Great Dao Artifact with his bare hands!
And you were calling yourself Quasi-Saint Peak?
The old master could crush you with one finger!
Just saying that would scare a Quasi-Saint Peak like you to death!
Besides, I, Yuan Hong, have eaten and drunk with Master Zhang Yifan!
Though I ate and drank squatting in some corner by the wall, I still absorbed so many Fragments of Great Dao Laws. My comprehension of realms is far superior to yours, Guanyin!
I was bound to achieve Primordial Chaos in the future. My prospects were limitless.
You, Guanyin, were merely a Quasi-Saint Peak. Who the hell did you think you were?
And you thought that was