Wu Yu had thrashed Tian Ming Dragon Lord, as casually as if it were a forgone conclusion.

He had even beaten Hell masters before. This paltry 2-realm immortal lord was a joke to him. Let alone his real body, even his clones could defeat this guy.

A casual punch, and Tian Ming Dragon Lord was already rolling and moaning on the floor.

He had been completely outclassed, and his mind was a blank now, as he saw them laughing at him with pity. Being looked down upon like that made him want to spit blood.

"No, it can't be real, it can't be like this......" He had been supremely confident of his own abilities, but he was completely crushed here. After being beaten down like that, there was no getting back up from it.

He had high regard for himself, and losing so easily to Wu Yu would probably break him for the rest of his life. He would never be able to walk out of Wu Yu's shadow.

"Kill him. Help me, kill him!" At this time, he could only beseech his elder siblings.

In truth,...