Within the Heavenly Screen, the grand confrontation came into view before everyone, and the comments beneath it instantly began scrolling in a dense torrent.
[They're finally going to fight. I've been waiting almost a month.]
[Those demons are so ugly! Go, Angel God! Kill those ugly freaks.]
[Our Spirit Hall's Angel God is the strongest. A mere Demon Race? She can wipe them out with a flick of her finger.]
[A god from our Douluo Continent can be summed up in one word: invincible.]
[Hmph, it's only because us Soul Masters can't get over there. Otherwise, Lady Angel God wouldn't even need to act. We could slaughter those demons ourselves.]
[Exactly. My Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan alone could wipe them out!]
[Ahem, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could too.]
[The hammers of our Clear Sky Sect are no less sharp.]
[Heaven Dou Empire...]
[Star Luo Empire...]
Slaughter City.
Li Xun had just finished a fight in the Hell Slaughter Arena. A faint scent of blood still lingered on him as he returned to his room.
He looked up at the Heavenly Screen, watching the torrent of excited comments, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"These people from the major powers really are little heifers pointing at the sky, showing off their bullshit for all to see. With what little strength the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has, if they actually crossed planes to the battlefield against the Demon Race, they probably couldn't even handle a single top-ten demon god."
Inside the main hall of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Yu Yuanzhen stared fixedly at Yu Luomian beside him, his face dark as still water and his brows tightly knitted. "Second brother, you posted that comment on the Heavenly Screen, didn't you?!"
Far from looking