Meng Chuan's praise for the Demon of the Dao's Opposition only sent the demon's anger soaring.
It infuriated the demon even more than being beaten down by Meng Chuan had.
Never had the demon seen anyone bully someone like this.
Not content with killing someone, Meng Chuan had to stab them in the heart too. How terrifying.
Was being ranked among the top ten of the Eternal Ages high praise?
Of course it was. Below the Limitless Ones, any Supreme One or Chaos One who received such an appraisal would be an extraordinary talent.
But for a Limitless One, it was an insult.
After all, Meng Chuan knew only ten Limitless Ones in total.
Naturally, that did not include Meng Chuan himself. Counting himself as someone he knew would be ridiculous.
There were only ten Limitless Ones, and the Demon of the Dao's Opposition ranked in the top ten. How was that any different from calling the demon tenth place—the weakest Limitless One?
Who could put up with an appraisal like that?
The Demon of the Dao's Opposition could accept the fact that the demon could not defeat Meng Chuan.
Mainly because accepting it or not made no difference. The beating was already a fact as solid as iron.
But the demon could never accept the title of weakest among all Limitless Ones.
It was too humiliating. If that title stuck now, it would be passed down through the Eternal Ages and become an accepted fact.
Whenever anyone mentioned the Demon of the Dao's Opposition in the future, their first reaction would probably be:
Oh, that one. The weakest Limitless One.
Who could stand that?
The Demon of the Dao's Opposition certainly could not. There was no way the demon would accept this praise from Meng Chuan.
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