“Was there a need for that??” Zheng Yu growled, a dangerous light flickering in his eyes. The world was trembling from Li Hao’s actions.1

“You wretched twerp,” Celestial Pole gnashed his teeth. “Mewling brat still wet behind the ears! How dare you toy with a senior?! No one has ever treated me thus, not even in New Martial!”1

His blood qi flared in dominating fashion—it was much stronger than before.0

“Die!!” Celestial Pole’s punch was as if a descending universe. The world buckled and a domain rose in the surroundings, enveloping the world.0

The cat didn’t move through all of that. Even though Zheng Yu retained half of the eight bloodlines, the cat ignored him!0

Zheng Yu’s eyes narrowed and he punched out as well! He was a premier half step emperor and Celestial Pole was the replica of an exalted emperor. Theoretically speaking, the replica should be weaker than him. The Red Moon exalted emperor’s replica was in a similar condition—it was weaker than him and Li Daoheng.0

Since Celestial Pole had only been on defense before, his level of strength hadn’t been that apparent. But now, everyone was aware. It drew eyeballs from all those assembled—no...0