To be an outlaw in the Sky-Piercing Realm—especially one capable of surviving in a place like the Shattered Star Sea—wisdom was often even more important than strength.
And the survival wisdom of all outlaws was forged by blending ruthlessness with cunning. Those were the two most typical hallmarks of their wisdom.
The divine generals of the Black Blood Temple in the great hall were naturally outlaws, so they did not lack such ruthlessness and cunning. With two Primordial Spirit generals holding the fort on their own turf, they were all the more willing to take a risky shot.
That Water Divine General who had noisily risen to his feet looked as though he wanted to use his drunkenness as an excuse to test Zhang Tie's strength, but his mind was perfectly clear. Those words had merely been meant for Zhang Tie to hear. In truth, this was not a test, but a genuine killing move.
If it failed, then it would be called a test—that was what he had declared beforehand, so it would not count as breaking the rules. Moreover, Zhang Tie's response would allow the Black Blood Twin Saints to better gauge the depths of his strength. They might even create an opportunity for the Black Blood Twin Saints to kill Zhang Tie during the course of the test.
But if it succeeded, killing Zhang Tie would naturally be best of all. Then Zhang Tie would have only himself to blame for courting death, and no one could fault the person who had made the probing attack. Even if they could not kill Zhang Tie, seriously wounding him would still be an enormous victory.
Yet the true killing move was not that boisterous Water Divine General, but the Earth Divine General who had darted out soundlessly like a