"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 you fucking leave me out of your bragging?!"
"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 means that overwhelm everyone else. Can you kill him, or can I?"
"Before the Demon Plane was even devoured, the tide of the plane already had you and your wife scurrying away with your heads in your hands, hiding just to stay alive. Now that the plane has grown stronger and powerful figures are emerging in droves, you actually dare to boast so shamelessly and think so highly of yourself? You might fool others, but don't fool yourself too!"
She sneered again and again, 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 strength, what difference would there be between going after him once everything is firmly in his grasp and his strength has reached another peak, and volunteering to die?"
Repeatedly interrupted and belittled in public, with both his dignity and the majesty of his divine station trampled underfoot, Tang Hao flushed crimson, vicious fury churning in his eyes.
He had always been domineering and fierce-tempered. Now, unable to restrain his rage any longer, he unleashed the vast divine aura of a peak Second-Level God. It exploded through the entire dense forest, making the void tremble in layers, as though he were about to attack on the spot.
Facing Tang Hao's oppressive divine might,