Hearing the disciple's question, Xu Zimo said, "Since we came to destroy a kingdom, naturally we should issue a challenge.
Even if they die, they should at least understand why."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, the disciple froze where he stood.
There were only a handful of them.
Aside from Xu Zimo, their ancestor, these disciples, including Sect Master Wang Hengzhi and the other elders—
Calling them a motley crew would not have been an exaggeration.
They were going to challenge the enormous Ancient Dragon Upper Kingdom.
That was courting death.
That was madness.
As for the people from the Heavenly Saint Upper Kingdom, they had not spoken a word along the way.
They merely watched the True Martial Sacred Sect as though enjoying a joke.
Who challenged an enemy so openly?
Even if they were going to war with the Ancient Dragon Upper Kingdom, they should have prepared beforehand, then chosen the most advantageous method to catch the other side off guard.
How could they be like Xu Zimo, with no preparations at all?
Simply coming here to destroy a kingdom.
Of course, the people of the Heavenly Saint Upper Kingdom could not understand Xu Zimo's thoughts.
When two people fought, they naturally had to consider many things: what method would benefit them, where they could strike a fatal blow.
But in a battle between a person and an ant, why would there be any need to think so much?
Wouldn't one stomp crush it to death?
And the Ancient Dragon Upper Kingdom before Xu Zimo was no different from an ant in his eyes.
Of course, the Ancient Dragon Upper Kingdom was merely an appetizer.
It was neither Xu Zimo's target nor the True Martial Sacred Sect's target.
"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Xu Zimo