Fifth level of the Heavenly Ladder, blood-colored altar.
When Tu Wan of the Heaven-Devouring Clan arrived, he discovered that crossing a distance of several thousand kilometers had actually taken him hours.
Forget a Divine Rank powerhouse—even a land-crawling Island Turtle, famed in the Heavenly Realm for its slowness, probably would not have taken that long. Tu Wan did not even need to use his brain now; he could figure it out just by thinking with his toes. He had been toyed with!
The only question was: who could toy with a Divine Rank?
Without a doubt.
There was only one standard answer in the world.
Other than another, even more powerful Divine Rank, there was no other possibility.
"May I ask where the Demon Emperor of your Nine-Headed Clan is?" Though Tu Wan was impulsive and arrogant, he was not entirely brain-dead. Or perhaps he was a little brain-dead, but not yet beyond saving. Faced with a Divine Rank who could toy with him without him noticing in the slightest, what Tu Wan needed to do was not roar aloud, curse and insult, recklessly challenge the other party to battle, nor suddenly attack and indiscriminately knock all the Nine-Headed Clan warriors before him to the ground. What he needed was cautious verification, not turning hostile and fighting.
The Heavenly Upper Realm was no different from the Heaven-Piercing Tower.
In truth, whether in the Heavenly Realm, the Heavenly Upper Realm, or anywhere else in the world, true peace had never existed.
The weak were prey to the strong, and the strong were revered—this had always been the theme and foundation upon which the world was built. Only those with the greatest strength possessed the highest will, the greatest authority to decide and act. Naturally, the Heavenly Upper Realm was no exception.