"Feathered one, I'll send you on your way!"
These succinct seven words were brimming with an overbearing air, resounding like a startling sound that caused the entire golden palace constructed from sun-immortal gold to clang sonorously.
After all, Jin Lie was a Golden-winged Great Peng, a celestial spirit with a bloodline strength unparalleled in both ancient and modern times, with no one amongst his peers daring to hold such confidence that they could suppress him with ease.
But Gu Chen was different. Previously, he had already intimidated the whole assembly of heroes through his own strength. Now, as this statement was made, no one thought him to be overbearing.
Even Jin Lie himself couldn't help but feel a subconscious chill in his heart, a sense of fear emerging.
"How strong can he be? Can he withstand a joint attack from so many of us?" Jin Lie bellowed, somewhat blusterous with internal trepidation.
