Meng Ying had been holding back a great deal of anger since having been defeated on the Sun last time. And today, they, a glorious rex mundi, was being taken as prey. There was no way their anger wouldn’t be stoked even more.0

"Then let's turn the tables! I still have a cosmic artifact specifically for breaking through infinitum-class astralships! You restrict those small fries, and I'll personally take down Li Tianming." Li Fan's eyes were fiery as the densely packed astrons of his body shone with golden brilliance, instantly turning him into a dazzling golden war god.0

Originally, Meng Ying wanted to say that he alone could both restrict Xiaodao and take down the small fries and Tianming. However, seeing that Li Fan was clearly...0