“Level five Divine King? What kind of a joke is this?”

“Did someone pour shit into the Southern Phoenix Divine Country’s brain!”

“What’s going on? Didn’t they still have Nanhuang Jian?”

“Are they just doing whatever they want because it’s already over? No… are they purposely tossing their face on the ground for the enemy to step on?”

“It’s not like Nanhuang Jian absolutely can’t beat Qi Hanshan. I understand they’re giving up, but isn’t this a little bit excessive?”

    ……

Astonishment, puzzlement, guffaw, and ridicule… Almost no one on the Southern Phoenix Divine Country’s dared to look up and face the torrent of gazes and noise gushing their way. They had never felt so humiliated their whole life.

“Heh, it looks like the Southern Phoenix Divine Country is doing this on purpose to sicken us.” The East Ruins Divine Sovereign stared at the Southern Phoenix Divine Sovereign from the corner of his eyes before a scornful smile entered his features. “Who knew that a blessing from heaven would turn out this ugly when spurned? Tsk tsk.”

Before today, the weakest Divine King to ever enter the Central Ruins Battle was a level eight Divine King. At the time, their presence had already triggered a long period of ridicule during and after the battle.

But now, the Southern Phoenix Divine Country was sending a level five Divine King as their last representative! They chose to do this even though Nanhuang Jian was warming the bench all...