When Wan Jiang appeared, the two members of the Storm Tiger Race and the Lesser Ghost King showed no sign of backing down. Their confidence as members of highly ranked races was on full display.
The higher a civilization stood in the Ten Thousand Races Rankings, the greater its overall strength and individual talent, and the stronger its combatants were within the same tier.
Both the Storm Tiger Race and the Ghost Race were several notches above Great Xia in average strength. They could easily crush the vast majority of the Human Race.
But they had no idea that Wan Jiang's current strength put him well outside that category.
The Storm Tigers and the Lesser Ghost King swept their gazes over Ye Xiu and Wan Jiang, seemingly choosing their first target.
Naturally, they would kill whichever opponent they considered the greater threat first.
After sizing them up for a moment, the three enemies focused their killing intent on Ye Xiu, who bore a gleaming title above his head!
An instant later, the air whistled as all three charged!
"Seriously, guys! Are you blind?!"
Feeling three vicious killing blows hurtling toward him, Ye Xiu felt a chill:
"Can't you figure out which of us is the bigger threat?!"
Just because I have a title over my head, I have to deal with all this hostility?!
Ye Xiu wasn't nearly as tough as Wan Jiang. If he took this barrage head-on, he would be crippled even if he survived!
Ye Xiu frowned and pulled Wan Jiang in front of him as a shield.
Wan Jiang snorted at the sight, lightning surging through his arm. "Anyone who dares attack our Great Xia will be slain!"
[Thunder Armor]!
(Thunder Armor: Concentrates lightning on a specific body part, covering it in energy-based lightning armor and