That was one hell of a boast. I didn't dare follow it up.
The next moment, Nan Yuyang understood, because behind them came Star Saints from every race, a vast and mighty procession.
Nearly four hundred of them!
If Jiang Changkong did not boast like that, he would not be able to keep them in line!
With more than four hundred Star Saints, what could possibly restrain them?
Him, a cultivator of the Three Great Battle Bodies?
With more than four hundred of them, even though Nan Yuyang possessed formidable combat strength and feared none of these Star Saints, he still did not dare claim that he could wipe them all out without injury.
Moreover, he was now the Immortal Kingdom's Emperor. He could not personally take the field in every matter.
This was a force that could not be suppressed—unless one was Near-God.
The Golden Feather Clan led the way into the battle. Jiang Changkong directly slaughtered a Star Saint martial artist, then shouted again, "Earth Immortal Kingdom may claim thirty percent of the spoils. Whatever you kill, you may likewise claim thirty percent."
The Eastern Sea Divine Kingdom and Western Sea Immortal Kingdom could claim only ten percent of the spoils!
Earth's thirty percent was already an enormous benefit.
Nan Yuyang spoke up as well. "By my imperial decree, all of you are allies of the Immortal Kingdom. This is our first joint battle. You may claim fifty percent of the spoils."
Jiang Changkong: "..."
Is there something wrong with your brain? You're giving them fifty percent?
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Kill!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Roars rang out one after another. The Golden Feather Clan's Star Saints looked as though they had been injected with chicken blood.
Jiang Changkong was directly shoved aside by a giant python.