"Trump cards? No matter how many trump cards you have, they're nothing but a joke in the face of absolute power!"
Ye Tianling said faintly.
"Too bad your joke isn't funny at all! You bastard, Long Tianling... oh, wait, it should be Ye Tianling. You're not worthy of the 'Long' surname. You're just an ant, and today I'll ensure you're utterly and thoroughly defeated! Make your move! If you can force me to take even one step back, I'll consider it your win!"
Long Tianxiao was just as proud and untamable.
"Heavenly Escape Saint Son, do not underestimate your enemy,"
Granny Qinglian advised, a sense of unease in her heart.
"He's only at the Sword Soul Third Heaven Realm! I'm three Great Realms and twenty Small Realms above him! The barrier between Great Realms is impossible to break! Don't even mention that shabby, broken Spiritual Artifact he's holding. Even an Eternal Sacred Artifact would be useless."
The data Long Tianxiao listed left Granny Qinglian speechless.
