The Water Dragon Art had been nothing more than Ouyang's diversion. What he had been doing all along was secretly spreading his true qi throughout this Minor World!
He really had to thank this man in green for showing off in front of him and giving him plenty of time to spread his true qi throughout this world!
This man in green was far too pathetic. He had been releasing true qi for so long, yet the man hadn't noticed a thing?
If Immortals were all this pathetic, was he really unrivaled under heaven?
A moment ago, the man in green had been casually shooting his mouth off at Ouyang. Now it was Ouyang's turn to casually hold him up by the hair.
The tables had turned just that fast.
So fast that, while the man in green was still bewildered about why Ouyang had beaten him so savagely, Ouyang had already lifted his head by the hair.
Ouyang glanced at his status panel. Of his nine hundred million-plus true qi, eight hundred million remained. Assimilating this Minor World had cost him nearly a whole hundred million!
If this prick in front of him really was an Immortal, he could still take on eight more of his kind.
He just didn't know whether this man in green was actually one of these so-called Immortals. If he was, then Immortals were nothing special, nothing to fear.
Granted, his means of attack were very limited. He couldn't even target divine souls.
Just like that Lin Feng he had encountered in the Mortal World: he had smashed his body to pieces, but he couldn't see things like divine souls, so the divine soul had escaped. There really wasn't much he could do about that.
But this man in green was standing right in