"You're only relying on the advantage of the timeline—you've merely cultivated for over a decade longer than I have! If my divine power hadn't yet reached perfection, how could I have fallen behind?"
Tang San's chest heaved violently, his face filled with unwillingness and humiliation.
He possessed the realm of a God King and two divine artifacts, yet without enough power of faith to nourish him, his strength was still far from the level a God King should possess.
To truly wield the power of a God King, he still needed at least a hundred years of accumulation and absorption.
"Idiots always like using excuses like this to comfort themselves."
"Do you think your enemies will kindly wait for you to grow stronger before fighting you in a fair and honorable battle?"
"Is Spirit Hall in this time and space simply too stupid? Is that why it gave you such an unrealistic illusion, making you think every opponent would show you mercy?"
Shui Bing'er looked up at the sky, a deep sneer appearing on her face.
"You... you insolent—!"
Tang San trembled with rage, yet there was nothing he could do.
The gap in their strength was like an insurmountable chasm. At this moment, no amount of explanation would be anything more than weak, impotent fury.
Just as the atmosphere turned taut with drawn swords and Tang San burned with helpless rage,
ripples suddenly spread across the sky. A golden light screen undulated like water, instantly covering the entire heavens.
The familiar cold female voice rang out across heaven and earth once more!
[The sixth round of questions officially begins!] [Question: Who did Qian Cheng encounter halfway up the mountain? What happened to that person?] [Reward: The Flower God's divine position!]
Golden words floated above the Heavenly Screen,