"Brother Lin, he's truly a freak!"
Lin San hurriedly sucked in a few deep breaths to keep himself alive.
Although he'd braced himself to be crushed, when he saw Qin Feng keep piling on buff after buff, he still couldn't calm down for a long time. He felt so defeated, as if his very existence was a waste of air.
"Indeed, he's a freak!"
Tower Lord, inside the Burning Heaven Tower, was filled with worry.
Now that the Evil Emperor's sword had fallen into Qin Feng's hands, if the Evil Emperor's Relic fell into them too, then with his freakish, monstrous talent on top of it all, Tower Lord couldn't imagine what kind of calamity the myriad worlds would suffer in the future.
"So this is Big Brother's complete form!?"
Qin Hao had long since been stunned where he stood. All he could do was silently pull out his little notebook.
Some year, some month: My brother said a new batch of dancers had arrived at the palace and promised to take me to see them. But he broke his promise again and again. I'll let this one slide!!
"This is the strongest emperor in the entire history of the Ancient Wasteland!"
Ye Chen couldn't help glancing back, and a wave of grief immediately surged through his heart.
He couldn't understand why, if Heaven had given him the Archaic Saint Physique and made him the Northern Border God of War, it had also made him live in the same era as a monster like the Qin Emperor!?
Had he come into this world just to make the Qin Emperor look good!?
"It's just a tight spot. Reach out your hand, and I'll lead you out of this encirclement!"
Ye Long once again brought out his Oscar-worthy acting, extending his hand