"You!"
Hearing those words, Xiong Bo's expression turned extremely ugly. He had not expected so many demons to deny him any face and stir up trouble on the spot.
"What do you mean, 'you'? Xiong Bo, do you think this is still the past? You were defeated by a bald donkey of the Arhat Race, and every hair on your body was shaved off. You became the laughingstock of the Western Universe long ago. Yet you still dare to raise your voice here—utterly shameless. If I were you, I'd have found a block of tofu and smashed myself to death against it, rather than keep humiliating myself."
At that moment, a Bronze Scorpion spoke up. Its entire body seemed cast from bronze, radiating waves of azure light that flowed like liquid. It was incomparably tough and exuded a fearsome, domineering might.
Bronze Scorpions were absolutely formidable demons in the universe. They possessed bronze divine armor with peerless defenses and few rivals, as well as unparalleled scorpion venom. Ordinary demons had to give them a wide berth.
Xiong Bo was boiling with rage. Though he knew his status was no longer what it had once been, he had never expected demons of his own generation to regard him like this, each and every one daring to look down on him.
"Scorpion, did I give you permission to speak? You've got some nerve, looking down on my brother. Do you want me to steam you, or barbecue you?" Xia Ping shouted.
The demons erupted in uproar. Surrounded and targeted by so many demons, this human was arrogant to the extreme. He still dared to loudly provoke them like this—did he not know he was making enemies of all these demons? Shouldn't he be tucking his tail between his legs?
"Lowborn human, do