"No, Jiang Ming. That brat Yuangu is deliberately suppressing his realm so he can fight Ye Fan on the same level."
At that moment, Gu Qingyao spoke up with a warning.
"Sister Qing, I noticed long ago. It makes no difference—he'll lose patience soon enough. Yuangu is highly ambitious; his Dao Fruit involves time."
Jiang Ming replied to Gu Qingyao through voice transmission.
Jiang Ming's expression remained exceptionally calm. Some might have found Yuangu a pity, but he had gotten involved with the Son of the Celestial Emperor, colluding in evil. That had doomed him to a path toward death.
Besides, why had he jumped out so early?
Couldn't he have kept a low profile and waited until he became a Saint before acting?
A fool who was not only brainless but also arrogant and conceited should hurry up and die.
Jiang Ming was curious what reward he would receive once this man died.
After all, Yuangu was said to possess atavistic bloodline and was the Emperor Yuan's eighth-generation descendant. Their kinship was still quite close, so perhaps there would be an unexpected gain.
After all, several prerequisites had to be met for his system rewards to rise in star rating.
For instance, the intimacy and hatred between himself and his opponent.
Yuangu had no such chance. Given the chance, the first person he would want to kill would be Jiang Ming, because Jiang Ming was the supreme overlord towering over the younger generation. He had crushed so many of them until they could barely breathe, leaving them no choice but to forget him.
Another condition was the opponent's status, standing, and future potential.
The final condition was the simplest: killing an opponent across a greater realm.
The battle did not last as long as imagined. In less than half