"I wasn't talking about you, sir. Don't mind me!" Ji Hao glanced at Daoist Qinghuang beside him and smiled.
"He crossed an entire major realm, more than a dozen heavens, to slay his enemy. Is this the Chaotic Body?"
"No. This isn't Chaotic Body Power. It's the power of the man named Ji Hao." A slender figure appeared atop the city wall.
The newcomer was Yin Tiande. On Ji Hao's orders, he had been waiting for his arrival in the Human Race's Tenth City.
"A physique is merely a physique. The person is what matters." He knew Ji Hao had not originally possessed a Chaotic Body. The spectacle of chaos before them, the so-called greatest physique beneath heaven, was nothing more than a plaything in his palm, something he could manifest at will.
"He's... Yin Tiande, someone no weaker than Ditian or the Great Demon Lord." A trace of apprehension flashed through everyone's eyes when they saw Yin Tiande.
"The imperial throne of this lifetime has already been decided!" With a complicated expression, he watched Ji Hao confront Cangyan. He knew how heaven-defying Ji Hao was. Unless a Quasi-Emperor emerged, who could possibly stand against him?
"There's no need for you to act, senior. He's merely a Saint Spirit. Just watch me kill him. He'll make perfect material for refining my pill furnace." Ji Hao held the Heavenly Emperor Saint Sword in one hand and the Yuan Tu Killing Sword in the other, standing atop the Other Shore Golden Bridge, armed to the teeth.
After all, this Saint Spirit was only one step away from becoming a Quasi-Emperor. Ji Hao's peak combat strength was roughly at that level too, so he dared not take him lightly.
"Kill!"
Ji Hao's eyes blazed. Having finally encountered an opponent with comparable combat strength,