"Breaking into the Martial Saint Realm?" Garcia Coleman's eyes suddenly narrowed.
While some people had achieved the Martial Saint Realm in this age, they were extremely rare.
Even the so-called geniuses like Paul Randall and Ignacio Richard hadn't reached the Martial Saint Realm.
Not one person from the younger generation had accomplished it!
Garcia Coleman narrowed his gaze, sneering coldly, "Iris Darren, spinning tales is something I excel at too. Why should I trust you without evidence?"
At these words, Iris Darren couldn't stop himself from breaking into laughter.
"Spinning tales? You think I'm the same as you?" Iris Darren's eyes were filled with contempt.
"Do you understand how powerful the Immortal Slaying Sect used to be? If not for the shift in times, you wouldn't even be worthy of partnering with me."
Garcia Coleman snorted, "Right, your Immortal Slaying Sect is truly powerful, so powerful that one person destroyed it completely."
"You're asking for death!"
