"With Ji Jingqiu's power, even those of us at the Heavenly King Rank aren't his match. Who on earth is this person?"
Hel couldn't help but look toward Wuzhou, a seed of doubt sprouting in her heart.
Could this be the Past Body of a complete Transcender?
On the battlefield.
Blood dripped continuously, as Ji Jingqiu clashed hard with an opponent capable of destroying a realm, finally cracking his tiger mouth, and blood flowed down along Green Master's blade's edge.
The Divine Weapon drank blood and naturally responded, trembling violently in Ji Jingqiu's hands as the blade wove, faintly reflecting a phantom of a vast long river.
Ji Jingqiu stared at his tiger mouth and muttered to himself:
"It's been so long, I can't even recall who the last person at the same rank was that could make me bleed."
