"Just what kind of man was he?" Star-Slayer gazed at Chu Kuangren, unprecedented solemnity showing in his eyes.
He clearly had no cultivation whatsoever, yet that slender body could unleash murderous intent that cowed millions.
He bore the title of Sage, yet radiated such chilling murderous intent.
"Let me face you myself."
Star-Slayer spoke indifferently, grasped the golden greatsword beside him, and slowly stood. Vast fluctuations of Emperor Qi erupted instantly.
Tiger Baleful Spirit and the others looked at him, hope filling their eyes.
"The chief is going to act."
"Wonderful. Probably only the chief can subdue this man."
They had absolute confidence in Star-Slayer.
Seeing Star-Slayer prepare to act, those on the Flame Martial Tribe's side also wore solemn expressions. "The son of a human and a god. He's finally going to act."
Star-Slayer was a name that could be called legendary among the Human Race.
Even among the gods, no one dared underestimate him.
In all these countless years, he was the only offspring born of a union between a human and a god, uniquely blessed with both Divine Power and qi cultivation.
Chu Kuangren also watched him with interest.
"Let this battle decide which of us is qualified to become the lord of the Human Race!" Star-Slayer shouted coldly, then swung his sword.
With one slash, vast golden Sword Qi surged forth.
At the same time, Dao Patterns spread from his body, combining with his Emperor Qi to form a Minor World that enveloped Chu Kuangren.
An invisible suppressive force erupted.
"Below the rank of Dao Lord, probably very few could withstand this strike," Chu Kuangren said indifferently, his Psychic Power circulating invisibly.
When that vast energy reached him, it actually dissipated on its own.
It did not even stir the hem of his clothes.
Tiger Baleful