A Great Opportunity from Taiyi
The young man had a mysterious mark between his brows. If one looked closely with the Heavenly Eye, one could see that it was composed of countless profound laws, perfectly aligned with the Great Dao of Chaos.
The moment he saw the young man, the anger on Su Qiou Shen's face vanished, replaced by a kindly smile.
"Good! You've only cultivated for thirteen years, Ming'er, yet you've managed to kill a Dark War Tiger whose strength rivaled that of a peak Chaos Lord. Excellent! You truly are my son, Su Qiou Shen's—born with the makings of a Great Emperor!"
Young Su Ming showed no trace of arrogance. Instead, he asked Su Qiou Shen with concern, "Father, you seemed agitated just now. Did someone anger you?" As he spoke, a sharp glint flashed through Su Ming's eyes.
Su Qiou Shen froze for a moment, then laughed heartily. "Hahaha, it was only an ant from the lower realm."
"An ant from the lower realm dares challenge the dignity of our Immortal Spirit Race? He's asking for death!" A surge of Killing Intent burst from Su Ming. He cupped his hands toward Su Qiou Shen. "I beg you, Father, let me fight! I'll personally slaughter that fool who doesn't know his place."
"There's no need to rush. You're not his match yet!"
Su Ming raised an eyebrow.
"That man from the lower realm is only a Chaos Lord, but his battle strength rivals that of a half-step Chaos Divine Venerable. You're no match for him!"
A trace of surprise flashed through Su Ming's eyes. He closed them.
"Rivals a half-step Chaos Divine Venerable?" he murmured.
A moment later, he opened his eyes. Great Dao laws shifted deep within them.
"Three years. Give me three years, and I'll surpass