At Jian Yuan, Bao Qi opened his eyes. Yu Sang Tian's words still echoed in his mind: Don't make a move. Wait for Wu Huang. But Bao Qi couldn't wait. A Sang Tian's dignity could not be trampled. If he didn't even dare answer this man's challenge, what kind of Sang Tian would he be?
Come on, then. Let me see if you really have the strength to fight a Sang Tian.
He put away the Cauldron Bell and stepped outside Jian Yuan. Looking up at the distant stars, he grinned, his face twisted into a savage expression. "Come—"
His furious roar rang through the void. Ripples surged out, instantly leaving many people coughing up blood.
They had been close to Jian Yuan to begin with, and Bao Qi's roar had come too suddenly for them to prepare.
Some were killed outright. The rest fled in terror.
"Keep retreating! What do you think this is, a battlefield? This is a battle between Sang Tian! Move!"
"Is this far enough?"
"Not even close!"
"If we retreat any farther, we won't be able to see."
"Your life matters more. Move! Trust me."
"You still want to watch? If you can see the battlefield, you're practically in the middle of it. You're asking to die."
In the starry sky, Lu Yin's lips curved into a smile. His voice rang through the heavens as well. "Bao Qi, Sang Tian of Jian Yuan. You actually dared to accept the challenge."
His arrogance made everyone's scalps tingle.
They knew Lu Yin was arrogant, but they had never imagined he would dare be so brazen toward a Sang Tian.
A Sang Tian stood at the very peak of the Spiritualized Universe, second only to Yu Sang Tian. If this man thought even a Sang Tian wouldn't