"Where are those Netherworld trash?"
"Li Chengdi, have you bunch of trash still not attained the Dao?"
"Have the people from Heaven Beyond Heaven descended yet?"
"Who will fight me?"
With his hands behind his back, Zhao Wuji surveyed the Nine Heavens Continent, his face brimming with confidence and invincibility, as though he were the chosen protagonist of destiny.
Yet no one thought Zhao Wuji was making a joke, because there truly was no one on the Nine Heavens Continent who could fight him now.
The only person stronger than him, Xiao Yun, was still in the same camp as him.
Although several Great Emperors from other factions had also emerged on the Nine Heavens Continent, compared to Zhao Wuji, the strongest Great Emperor, they fell far short.
Perhaps only the Great Emperors of the Netherworld and Heaven Beyond Heaven could fight him.
"King of the Void Nether, you piece of trash, weren't you barking fiercely back then? Why are you hiding like a turtle bastard now, cowering away?"
"Get out here and fight your Heavenly Emperor Zhao."
Golden light shot from Zhao Wuji's eyes as he scanned the entire Nine Heavens Continent, searching for traces of the Netherworld Gate.
Unfortunately, even Xiao Yun could not find it, much less him.
"Come out and fight me!"
"Who can fight me?"
"Does Heaven dare fight?"
"Life is lonely as snow!"
Zhao Wuji strode along a great path of golden light, shouting coldly all the way. His battle intent surged, and his aura pierced the heavens.
Quite a few people followed behind him from afar, genuinely wanting to see whether anyone would come out to fight Zhao Wuji.
But unfortunately, finding someone capable of fighting Zhao Wuji was nearly impossible now.
"King of the Void Nether, get the hell out here! Are