It seemed that Sikong Changfeng would not be much inferior to my brother Qin either. In all likelihood, he too would reach the Great Emperor Realm in the future.
At the thought of this, Xu Lang felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
Back then, they had all stood on the same starting line. Yet now, the other two had each reached the Quasi Emperor Realm, while his own strength had only barely reached the eighth level of the Supreme Realm. The gap between them was so vast it nearly suffocated him.
In the blink of an eye, a gust of wind swept through, and Xu Lang vanished. When he reappeared, he was already standing before Qin Jiuge.
"Why haven't you scrammed?"
Xu Lang's cold shout rang out as a violent aura of the Supreme Realm surged forth, blanketing the heavens and covering the earth.
Then—
His puzzled gaze fixed directly on Qin Jiuge. It seemed that, now and today, even if he did not know the reason, he would not rest until he got to the bottom of it. Otherwise, he would never be satisfied.
"Explain yourself. How did the dignified Qin Family Divine Son end up being ground into the mud, to the point where even this pack of nobodies can spread tales of you so wildly?
"If there's no fishy business behind this, then I, your former close friend, will be the first not to believe it."
Xu Lang slowly spoke with his arms folded. Without question, his reasoning at this moment was perfectly sound.
Qin Jiuge rolled his eyes at him. "Do you know you just ruined my plan? If word of what happened earlier gets out and the others stop coming to hunt me down, will you take responsibility then?"
Qin Jiuge spoke irritably. Xu