"Shut up!"
Before Tang Hao could finish, Lan Jinghe cut him off sharply, her eyes brimming with utter scorn and impatience. "Might not be a match for us? Can't you fucking leave me out of your boasting?!"
"The Golden Ancient Tree has grown even stronger after devouring the Demon Plane. Can you stop it, or can I? Situ Xuan has unfathomable reserves and methods that crush everyone else's. Can you kill him, or can I?"
"Even before the Demon Plane was devoured, the momentum of the plane had already driven you and your wife to scurry away with your heads in your hands, hiding just to stay alive. Now that the plane has been strengthened and powerful fighters are emerging in droves, you actually dare to brag shamelessly and puff yourself up? You might fool others, but don't fool yourself too!"
She sneered repeatedly, every word striking at his heart as she mercilessly punctured Tang Hao's hollow confidence. "If we don't launch a desperate surprise attack now, while Situ Xuan is busy sorting out the situation and the various factions are still digesting their newfound power, then once he's stabilized everything and his strength reaches another peak, how would going after him be any different from volunteering to die?"
Interrupted repeatedly in public and belittled with every sentence, his personal dignity and divine authority trampled underfoot, Tang Hao flushed crimson in an instant, hostility churning in his eyes.
He was domineering and hot-tempered to begin with. Now, unable to suppress his fury any longer, he unleashed the vast divine aura of a peak Second-Level God. It swept through the entire forest, making space tremble layer upon layer, as though he was about to attack on the spot.
Facing the pressure of Tang Hao's divine might, Lan Jinghe showed no fear,