In Central City, countless people gazed at the shadowy figure of Zhou Bai in the sky, surrounded by mechanized minions and Gui Hai Black Shackle. Seeing him descend so boldly to face the many celestial beings of the Celestial Court, they felt Zhou Bai was truly overwhelming with demonic flames and... unaware of his own mortality.
No one in the entire city believed that a mere mortal, daring to be so arrogant in front of so many immortals from the Celestial Court, could survive for the time it takes an incense stick to burn.
"Incredible." Tu Tianmo stood outside the wedding hall, looking at Zhou Bai in the sky and remarked, "Only a true strongman dares to challenge the Celestial Court alone, confronting more than two hundred celestial immortals."
Si Yun sneered as he looked at the rolling black clouds in the sky, "A true strongman?"
