The Battle of the Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereigns (Continued)

"Heh, I should be a little stronger than you."

Futuo Xuan glanced at Xiao Long and spoke with blatant disdain.

Clearly, although Xiao Long was an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign, Futuo Xuan still did not take him seriously.

After all, he was the First Elder of the Futuo Ancient Clan, holding a position of immense authority!

"Then, are you stronger than him?"

Xiao Long raised his thumb and pointed behind him.

Everyone looked over.

They saw an ordinary-looking man standing behind Xiao Long.

No one knew what realm he was in.

Even when Futuo Xuan had first arrived, he had paid the man no attention.

With only a casual glance, he had shifted his gaze away from him.

But now, Xiao Long was specifically drawing attention to the black-robed man before them.

Futuo Xuan examined him carefully, and in the end, his brows furrowed tightly.

The more he looked at that man, the more extraordinary he seemed!

At Xiao Long's command, the man slowly stepped forward.

At that moment, Futuo Xuan felt as though he were facing a formidable enemy!

"Who might you be?"

This time, Futuo Xuan finally saw the man's cultivation clearly.

He was actually a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign!

He had never imagined that Xiao Long had a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign backing him!

But after thinking it over, he found it perfectly normal.

Since Xiao Long had so many Spirit Grade Heavenly Sovereigns, it was only natural that a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign would emerge as well.

Today's matter had become difficult to resolve.

If the Futuo Ancient Clan chose to fight,

the losses would be impossible to calculate.

They would lose many Heavenly Sovereigns, their highest-level combat power—no fewer than ten.

That would greatly weaken the Futuo Ancient Clan. The losses would outweigh the gains.