Ye Tian's words left the Asura Martial God unsure whether to laugh or cry.
He was utterly dumbfounded. You were the young master of the strongest faction in all the heavens—why hadn't you said so sooner?
If Ye Tian had revealed his identity as the young master of the Eternal Ye Family from the outset,
there would have been no need to send out the Dark Blood Sea Flood Dragon. The Asura Martial God would have appeared himself and obediently offered up his inheritance.
He would have presented the key to the Ancient Immortal Great World with both hands as well.
"Young Master Ye, I have no intention of making an enemy of you."
"Please hear me out. Stopping now would benefit us both."
The Asura Martial God was genuinely afraid, but he did not want to openly admit defeat.
Otherwise, he would become a laughingstock, mocked by the powerhouses in the River of Time. Some of them might even hail from his own era.
Who knew what they would think upon seeing a once-invincible figure now bowing and scraping before a junior?
"Asura Martial God, you were a god of war in a bygone era!"
"Your Asura Dharma Form is renowned throughout the world. Come, fight me!"
Ye Tian spoke. In truth, the prodigies he encountered outside were all like paper effigies, utterly unable to withstand a beating. Forget taking a punch—even a wisp of his aura might be more than they could endure.
Only those powerhouses throughout history who looked down upon past and present, those worthy of being called invincible, deserved to fight him.
Of course... figures on the Eternal Great Emperor's level were so rare that scarcely a handful could be found across the ages. Thus, he could only spar with someone at the Asura Martial