"If I can defeat you, wouldn't that represent an entirely new advancement for us dragon beasts as a race?"
This man had always wanted to fight Saint Lord Taichu, because he had always regarded Saint Lord Taichu as his imaginary enemy. Yet in Saint Lord Taichu's eyes, he had never been worthy of comparison.
Why did he say that? Wasn't it because Saint Lord Taichu was naturally exceptionally accomplished? Of course, if the other party truly wanted to fight him—
he certainly would not waste words on anything meaningless.
"It's been a long time since I last saw you. I have no idea what you've been up to lately. Have you finally learned something worthwhile? Why do you suddenly want to challenge me now?"
"To put it bluntly, your life is far too boring. You spend every day holed up in your Divine Dragon Cave, doing nothing at all. If I were you, I might as well jump off a building and kill myself."
The old Dragon King had always been particularly concerned with saving face. In his heart, he believed that no one had the right to speak ill of him, no matter how powerful the other party was.
No one could criticize him in the slightest. That was why the old Dragon King had always considered Saint Lord Taichu his lifelong enemy, with no exception.
"Don't speak too soon. It's still unclear who is stronger. Are you looking down on me? Or are you despising me?"
"Since I came looking for you today, it proves one thing: I never took you seriously. From now on, I'll fight you head-on to the bitter end. I want to see just what you look like when you truly turn ruthless."
Once Saint Lord Taichu was dealt with, the Dragon Clan would