"Brat, don't get smug! Our Maha Gu Clan has endured in the Great Thousand World for tens of millions of years. What right does a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you have to prance around in front of us?" After Xiao Yan's barrage of mockery, Maha Tian's expression turned exceedingly ugly.
Before making his move, he had spoken with absolute confidence, as though he could suppress Xiao Yan with a single hand. Yet when they actually clashed, not only had he failed to gain the upper hand, he had been beaten into such a sorry state before everyone's eyes. That enormous gulf between expectation and reality was difficult for someone as proud as him to accept, especially since Xiao Yan's mockery targeted not just him, but the entire Maha Gu Clan.
"Clan Leader Maha, do you know what likes competing over who lives the longest? Turtles. From the look of things, everyone in your Maha Gu Clan must be a turtle reincarnated. Otherwise, you wouldn't keep harping on about your tens of millions of years of heritage every day." Xiao Yan shook his head and spoke with disdain.
"You!"
Such cutting words made the spectators wipe the sweat from their brows. This Demon Emperor was not only formidable in battle; even his skill at hurling insults ranked among the very best in the Great Thousand World. They imagined themselves in Maha Tian's place and reckoned they would already have been so furious that they spat blood.
Seeing Maha Tian's expression grow even uglier, Xiao Yan mocked him again. "Still, your Maha Gu Clan really is a bunch of good-for-nothings. All that time has passed, yet not a single one of you has reached a realm above Heavenly Sovereign. If it were me, I'd have bashed my head against a block of tofu