"Utterly vulgar."
Watching the flaming sword shadow come crushing toward him, Mo Wuji curled his lip and struck out with his palm.
Immortal Essence surged, runes swirling within it, forming a gigantic palm print that shattered the overbearing sword shadow in a single blow!
He remained seated in his carriage, enjoying the attentions of two peerless beauties, his figure as steady as Mount Tai.
Sleeping drunk on a beauty's lap, waking to hold power over the world-this was precisely that.
Red Dragon Shadow looked at him, a trace of solemnity involuntarily appearing in his eyes.
"You've grown even stronger."
"Of course."
"You think making progress means you can catch up to us? Don't make me laugh. We'll only grow stronger and stronger, and the gap will only widen, until we're so far ahead you can't even see us!"
Mo Wuji spoke casually.
His words brought a look of unwillingness into the eyes of Red Dragon Shadow and Leng Wufeng.
If someone ranked merely ninth on the Heavenly God Ranking possessed such strength, what about the others? Just how powerful was the one ranked first?
"How terrifying. So these are the monsters in the top ten."
"I wonder what level Di Qianqiu's strength has reached, as the first on the Heavenly God Ranking and the one hailed as the Imperial Clan's strongest of this generation?"
"No idea. Di Qianqiu has rarely fought since taking first place on the Heavenly God Ranking. The last time was three hundred years ago, when he fought Xiang Tiancang of the Overlord Clan. That battle cemented his position at the top of the Heavenly God Ranking. No one has seen him fight since."
"Di Qianqiu... The Divine Machine Clan once said that no one in the past ten epochs could surpass his talent!"
Everyone buzzed with