For You, a Million Soldiers Are Enough

Sikong Jing looked calmly at the incomparably arrogant Yuwen Guan.

He agreed with those words as well. At the very least, Bloodforged Patriarch definitely considered Yuwen Guan more important than Wang Qing.

But Sikong Jing smiled faintly again. "Have you misunderstood something? I only notified you out of consideration that we can be considered fellow townsmen. Against you, there is no need to use Wang Qing as a threat."

The moment those words fell, both Wang Qing and Yuwen Guan were utterly stunned.

The next instant, Yuwen Guan burst into laughter again. "Sikong Jing, haven't you seen how powerful my army is? Didn't Wang Qing tell you what kind of existence a battle-killing formation is?"

"Do you really think your individual combat strength can stand against my army of tens of millions?"

Yuwen Guan brimmed with confidence, not taking Sikong Jing seriously at all. "Whether Yan Ruyu or Wang Qing, they are merely fleeting passersby in the pinnacle of my life, Yuwen Guan. Defeating you and crushing you beneath my feet is far more interesting than conquering them."

Yuwen Guan harbored an immense obsession with Sikong Jing.

The first half of his life had been lived entirely beneath Sikong Jing's terrifying shadow. Every time he thought he could finally walk out from it, he would be ruthlessly slapped back down. But now, he could finally shatter it completely.

"Wang Qing did say that battle-killing formations are formidable... but against you, a million Yun Province warriors are still enough."

Sikong Jing said it lightly, as though he were simply stating an indisputable fact.

Sikong Jing's attitude filled Yuwen Guan with rage. His face twisted savagely as he roared, "A million Yun Province warriors? So you're still dreaming your absurd dream of being an Invincible Divine General. Then I'll make you wake