After taking a beating, Emperor Zhao finally stopped showing off. He sat off to the side, bruised and swollen, drinking himself into a sullen silence.
Xiao Yun felt utterly refreshed. He looked at Zhao Wuji with great satisfaction and said to Di Tian and the others with a smile, "Old Zhao's strength is pretty good. This time, harvesting Kunpeng Ancestor will be absolutely foolproof."
Di Tian and the others looked at the bruised and swollen Zhao Wuji beside them, all speechless. They felt that Xiao Yun was simply boasting about himself.
If Emperor Zhao were really so formidable, how could you have beaten him into this state? Wasn't that merely making you seem even more formidable?
In truth, they had misunderstood. Xiao Yun really was not being modest.
Zhao Wuji had indeed grown much stronger this time. His cultivation had reached the middle stage of the eighth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm, but after merging with more than a dozen Desolate Ancient Sacred Bodies, his talent had improved greatly. His combat power was comparable to Kunpeng Ancestor at the peak of the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor realm.
Only because Xiao Yun's cultivation was higher and his talent greater had he managed to suppress him by a notch.
If Gu Tian Yi had taken his place, he likely would not have had such an easy time. Even if he could defeat Zhao Wuji, he would have had to pay an enormous price.
This had only been a bare-handed spar. If they both used Imperial Weapons, Xiao Yun would not have been able to subdue Zhao Wuji so easily. At most, just as when he fought Kunpeng Ancestor, he could have driven Zhao Wuji away. Killing him would have been very difficult.
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