"A... a mortal physique?!"
"He... what did he say? A mortal physique?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"What kind of joke is this?! Could a mortal physique summon the Nine Great Emperor Tribulation? Kill Great Sages in a trap? Tear apart the Divine Body of the Divine Race's celestial maiden?!"
"A joke! This is definitely a joke! He's toying with Xin Lan!"
"A mortal physique?! How is that possible?!"
Xin Lan's breathtaking face nearly twisted out of shape, and her cool, ethereal voice suddenly rose.
Her dreamlike eyes filled with a sense of absurdity, disbelief, and humiliation.
"If you don't want to say, then don't! Why toy with me with such absurd words?!" Xin Lan's voice carried anger she could no longer suppress.
As the Divine Race's celestial maiden, she possessed an incomparably noble bloodline, yet a "mortal physique" had gravely wounded her with a single blow?!
This was the greatest insult to her bloodline, her pride, and her very existence!
She would rather believe Jiang Zhu possessed some unknown, supremely powerful physique, or even the legendary chaos physique, than accept... that she had lost to a "mortal physique"!
Yet in the next instant, Xin Lan's expression abruptly calmed. "Would you be willing to join the Divine Race and become one of us? I can choose a jewel of the Divine Race to be your wife."
Silence fell over the gathering. Xin Lan possessed peerless grace, and even her voice was as pleasing as celestial music as it echoed in everyone's ears. Yet what she proposed was utterly shocking!
No one had expected her to say such a thing.
The shock of this complete reversal left everyone rooted to the spot, wondering whether they had misheard.
Descendants of deities, the most powerful race beneath the stars, had not appeared in tens