"You, after receiving news of me, tried every possible means to kill me."
"First, you mobilized the Three Great Dynasties, then sent out the Middle Grade Sacred Lands, and the Ten Great Upper Grade Sacred Lands."
"As an Emperor's Son, the resources you can command are terrifying, yet even so, I still stand here in the Imperial Capital before you, safe and sound."
"So tell me, is it that I surpass you in every way, or are you just an utter waste?"
Xia Feng's words were like daggers, piercing Xia Naiwu's heart, leaving him momentarily speechless.
His face turned a purplish blue, and as the other ancestors heard Xia Feng's words, they couldn't help but cast strange glances at Xia Naiwu, taking another look at him.
In this world where martial arts are supreme, strength is everything.
At that time, Xia Naiwu's realm and resources far exceeded Xia Feng's by countless times.
