Boom!
From the starting point, the nine-meter golden man's brilliant body was stained red with blood as he stepped forward.
Gu Wen was three hundred miles from Jianmu, with his mouth full of tasteless blood and his body drenched in blood that struck no foul odor. His flesh bore the burn marks of a Fire Phoenix, the bloody hole from the ramming of a Kui Niu, and the poison of Xuanwu's tail.
Yet he felt not the slightest pain.
A sparrow perched on the corpse, locking gazes with the golden man whose face it could not see, then a light chuckle sounded, "Devil Ancestor, seems rather unremarkable. Only the most gifted reside in the Immortal Land, and now it seems my talent surpasses that of all of you."
"Devil Ancestor is but a mediocrity."
From the sparrow's tiny frame came a deep, booming voice, which spread over a hundred miles, echoing in all directions as though it contained the edicts of heaven.
