Nanhuang Chanyi’s words caused a stir in Yun Che’s heart. He asked, “You’ve never seen my strength before. Why do you think that my strength is lacking?”

Nanhuang Chanyi’s profound aura marked her as a middle stage Divine Spirit profound practitioner, and Yun Che thought that her darkness energy felt almost familiar. Her cultivation level was impressive for her age, but it was still impossible for her to see through his aura.

Nanhuang Chanyi replied, “You wouldn’t be bullied by the East Ruins Crown Prince if you were strong, would you?”

Her answer was perfectly reasonable, but the sudden strange feeling didn’t leave Yun Che.

“Is that so?” Yun Che said. Instead of unleashing his profound energy and proving his power, he said indifferently, “It’s never a bad thing to have extra reinforcement, don’t you agree?”

“Historically speaking, the Southern Phoenix Divine Country has always been weak. You were always stomped at the Central Ruins Battle, and you’ve never won more than a tenth of the huge land that is the Central Ruins Realm.”

Nanhuang Chanyi, “...”

“Dong Xueci’s earlier words were painful to hear, sure,” Yun Che said with a half-smile, “but he’s right. The Southern Phoenix Divine Country’s fate is going to repeat itself during this Central Ruins Battle. There is no way you can overturn your fate since your foundation and the amount of resources you have collected are the weakest of all four sects.”

“So what?” Nanhuang Chanyi’s reaction was minimal.

Yun Che said, “If you’re going to end up in the worst case scenario one way or another, why not take a gamble and see if a miracle will happen?”

The eyes behind the jeweled tassels...