Shi Hao spoke without the slightest courtesy.
His eyes shone brilliantly, his fighting spirit soaring. His delicate face wore an indifferent expression, with a little less childishness than it had at the Kunpeng Nest.
His jet-black hair whipped wildly in the wind. An indescribable aura spilled from him, terrifying the pure-blooded creatures and making even Yue Chan and the Demoness, holy maidens of the Upper Realm's Great Teachings, change expression slightly.
Without anyone realizing it, this Bear Child had reached such heights. A vast gulf had opened between him and the prodigies of the Lower Realm; he could look down even upon the favored sons of the Upper Realm.
Yet compared to Shi Yi, who stood opposite him, Shi Hao still seemed somewhat immature.
Shi Yi was tall and powerfully built, standing there like a towering mountain, an insurmountable monument. His thick black hair danced in the wind. His eyes looked unremarkable, yet held an aloof indifference and dominance. Like a heavenly god gazing down upon all living beings, he exuded an indescribable, suffocating pressure.
Every creature present who met his eyes felt ashamed of their own inadequacy, involuntarily recalling his terrifying titles: "Peerless Emperor" and "Double-Pupiled Emperor."
"Heh, I don't know whether your strength has grown, but your tongue certainly has," Shi Yi said with a soft laugh.
Then his expression turned icy, and he said coldly, "I remember telling you once: remember that pain, engrave your hatred for me into your heart, and only come before me again when you have enough strength.
"Now you've come rushing to challenge me after achieving a little success. I hope you truly possess sufficient strength. Otherwise, as your elder brother, I wouldn't mind letting you relive despair and pain once more."
At those words, Shi Hao's eyes blazed. Raging flames burned