"Is this guy's swagger blinding anyone else?"
Watching Hua Ziyang sweep aside All Kings, the Young Ancestor of Limitless Peak muttered to himself. Then he looked at Shu Ziheng, who still hadn't reformed his body, and wondered if he'd gone a little too far.
By rights, he should've had a harder fight. Even if he won, it should've been a narrow victory. But he'd gotten carried away and failed to hold back, nearly chopping the man to death.
I'm probably in for a scolding when I get back. Sigh... It's all Shu Ziheng's fault. How could he be so fragile?
Then he thought it over. Shu Ziheng was injured, so it wasn't as if there was anything wrong with him winning a little too easily, was there?
Otherwise, if he struggled against a gravely wounded, defeated soldier, it would've seemed a little fake.
The Young Ancestor of Limitless Peak nodded. He felt he hadn't done anything too wrong after all. Maybe he wouldn't get scolded when he got back.
"Weren't you all so cocky? Why are you backing away now? Don't tell me you're afraid of a sickly man like me?"
Hua Ziyang took a step forward, and the Immortal Kings of the High-Level Heavenly Vault took a step back, deeply wary of him.
At his words, the Immortal Kings of the High-Level Heavenly Vault gritted their teeth, convinced Hua Ziyang was just showing off. His swagger was practically blinding them.
But they had no way to deal with Hua Ziyang.
Xiang Zimo had already been defeated. They stood even less of a chance against him.
Behind Hua Ziyang, the Immortal Kings of the Imperial Alliance all came forward. Their backs had never been straighter. After enduring humiliation for so long, at last someone had come to stand up for