Wu De curled his lips into a smile, his words tinged with resentment.
Over this period, his sparring matches with Ao Kun, God Emperor, and the others had dealt him quite a blow. This was the perfect chance to vent.
"Can you handle it? They have an Immortal King too," Hua Yunfei reminded him, afraid the big handsome guy would prove unreliable and cause trouble.
"What kind of talk is that? What kind of talk is that?"
Wu De did not like hearing that. "Don't you know what cultivation this king has? If this king can't slap an ordinary Immortal King to death, then this king loses."
"If you haven't even stepped into the Emperor Light Domain, stop bragging here."
At that moment, purple light radiated from Hua Yunfei's chest, and a man in golden robes stepped out.
Ao Kun!
Ao Kun was very restrained at this moment. There was not a trace of aura around him, and even his signature nine-colored mist had been completely suppressed inside his body. He had even lowered his cultivation to the ordinary Immortal King Realm.
"This..."
The shrimp soldiers and Crab General widened their eyes.
Even with Ao Kun suppressing his aura, they could clearly sense that his oppressive presence was stronger than Wu De's. Those unusual nine-colored eyes seemed to look down on everyone, incomparably arrogant.
Just how many people had my lord brought inside his body?
"What do you mean? Want to fight?" Wu De hated hearing such words the most. He stared at Ao Kun.
"Even three of you wouldn't be a match for this king, so stop barking. This king is already tired of beating you up," Ao Kun said indifferently, his nine-colored eyes fixed on Wu De.
"I fucking..."
Wu De gritted his teeth in fury. Why was