Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"This Supre-Being aura... is too powerful!"
At this mont, even Wang Mang’s expression couldn’t help but change, and his gaze beca serious.
Similarly, the Demon Order Sovereign in the inn opposite Wang Mang suddenly turned his head to look at the entrance of the Twelve Cities.
This was because this terrifying supre pressure ca from the entrance of the 12 cities!
Moreover, this supre aura was too terrifying!
Even he was alard, let alone Wang Mang.
In the next mont, Wang Mang heard the discussions of countless geniuses.
"Is this guy Sikong Zhen, ranked first on the Monarch Ranking?"
"He’s also f*cking handso. This Supre-Being aura is too powerful. It’s simply several tis stronger than the aura of a Little Supre-Being I’ve seen!"
"Rubbish, if the person ranked first on the Monarch Ranking doesn’t have true talent and ability to suppress the other Lesser Sovereigns, how could he be ranked first?"
"Impressive. To be able to et Sikong Zhen, who is ranked first on the Monarch Ranking, even if I fail in my journey to conquer the myriad worlds, I have no regrets."
"Good lord! As expected of the number one on the Monarch Ranking. His aura is too powerful!"
"That’s right! Just this aura alone is simply stronger than the Demon Master Supre who’s in the lilight."
After hearing the discussions of the geniuses,
Only then did Wang Mang know the owner of this unfamiliar Sovereign aura.
He was actually the legendary number one on the Monarch Ranking?
Was that Thunderbolt King Sikong Zhen?
At the thought of this, Wang Mang gradually narrowed his eyes.
This was because, judging from the aura, to be honest,
Even if he used three tis the power of the Heaven’s Chosen Skill.
Wang Mang felt that he might even be killed by this fellow.
These weren’t Wang Mang’s disheartening words, but rather auras that represented strength.
But Sikong Zhen’s aura was too tyrannical, and his aura was too formidable.
It was several tis stronger than the clone Wang Mang had seen back then!
It was precisely from this that Wang Mang determined that even if his strength wasn’t bad.
However, as long as he did not have a good character, he would die even if his combat strength was tripled.
He would probably only be able to go against Sikong Zhen with six tis his combat strength!
As for himself at his strongest state under nine tis his combat strength,
Wang Mang didn’t know if he could kill Sikong Zhen.
At this mont.
Wang Mang saw a young supre being in a gray cloak walking over with his hands behind his back.
The geniuses on the streets in the city hurriedly made way backstage. None of them dared to look him in the eye.
When he saw this scene, the Devil Master Supre stared fixedly at Sikong Zhen as well.
After all, the pressure of a Supre-Being might be useful to ordinary geniuses.
It wouldn’t affect Wang Mang and Demon Lord Supre Being who were both Little Supre Beings at all.
At this mont, Sikong Zhen seed to have noticed the Devil Master’s gaze.
He slowly raised his head, and an angular face appeared in front of him.
On Sikong Zhen’s face, nurous faint purple lightning runes covered his handso face.
This made Sikong Zhen look extrely demonic. His grayish-white purple hair scattered down like a waterfall.
Apart from that, Sikong Zhen was also wearing a purple armor that was covered in lightning laws.
Lightning and electric arcs surged around him, making him look domineering.
In fact, even his sharp eyes were flickering with lightning.
After he finished looking at Sikong Zhen’s equipnt, Wang Mang couldn’t help but feel a headache, and he was utterly convinced.
This was because the armor on this fellow’s body was also a Tier 6 Lower-grade Lightning Rule defensive divine weapon.
This proved that this guy was definitely very rich in terms of accumulating foundation.
Just the difference in equipnt was enough to crush them, let alone in terms of strength.
At this mont, Sikong Zhen suddenly started laughing, and he lightly smiled towards the Devil Master. "Your strength isn’t bad."
Hearing this, the Demon Master snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Who do you think you are? You’re not worthy of evaluating !"
Obviously, Sikong Zhen’s strength was acceptable.
It made the Demon Master feel humiliated!
Therefore, the Devil Master Supre was naturally a little angry.
Seeing this scene, Wang Mang was at a loss.
Was there a f*cking conflict?
Originally, he was prepared to let the Supre Demon Lord kill Jian Han Jiuzhou and the God of Massacre with him.
However, looking at the situation in front of them, it was basically impossible. It was already good enough that the two of them did not want to fight.
As expected.
After hearing the Demon Master’s angry words,
Sikong Zhen was also stunned for a mont before he chuckled.
"If you’re not satisfied with , you can challenge ."
"I’ve killed a lot of Little Supre Venerables. I don’t need you."
After hearing Sikong Zhen’s words.
The surrounding geniuses were in an uproar.
For a mont, there were even more discussions.
"Good lord! This Devil Master Supre is indeed valiant."
"That’s right. This Demon Master Supre is indeed as arrogant as the rumors say."
"I think this Demon Order Sovereign is being too arrogant. He’s only ranked eleventh on the Monarch Ranking."
"Hehe, if you’re using the Monarch Ranking to categorize the strength of the Demon Masters, you’re being ridiculous."
"That’s right, the Monarch Horoscope’s strength is definitely not only ranked eleventh on the Monarch Ranking! He has entered the Undefeatable Monarch Tomb, thus his strength is definitely terrifying."
Obviously, although many geniuses did not think highly of the Demon Lord Supre, there were still a small number of geniuses who knew that the Demon Lord Supre was very powerful.
Hence, there was a portion of prodigies who were optimistic about the Demon Lord Supre. They felt that the Demon Lord Supre might have the ability to fight Sikong Zhen!
In the next mont, under the curious and expectant gazes of the geniuses,
Demon Master Supre did not hesitate and said coldly, "When have I ever been afraid of you? Co and fight!"
With that, the Devil Master jumped down from the inn, turned around, and walked out of the Twelve Cities.
Sikong Zhen was slightly surprised when he saw this, but he still lightly smiled and followed.
Then, under the burning gazes of the geniuses, the two of them left.
However, there were still many geniuses who chose to follow curiously.
They were obviously unwilling to let go of such a rare opportunity to watch the battle.
Seeing this scene, Wang Mang’s face was filled with helplessness.
There was no way to invite this Devil Master Supre.
Helpless, Wang Mang could only place his gaze on the female supre being.
This was because when the Demon Master Supre and Sikong Zhen had a conflict.
The female Supre Venerable appeared.
Therefore, Wang Mang imdiately transmitted his voice to the female Supre Being.
"Fellow Daoist, I want to kill two Little Supres."
"Fellow Daoist, do you want to join forces with to kill him?"
Hearing this, the female Supre-Being turned to look at Wang Mang.
After pondering for a mont, the female supre being transmitted her voice and asked,
"Which two Supre-Beings do you want to kill?"
"Are they the God of Massacre and Cold Sword Jiuzhou?"
Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned for a mont before replying via voice transmission, "That’s right. Fellow Daoist, do you want to co along?"
The next mont, the female Supre nodded slightly and transmitted her voice, "Alright! I promise you."
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