“Hmph.” Beihan Mingzhi showed Wei Canglang none of the appropriate respect he should receive as an opponent. He even narrowed his eyes and let out a snort… Since he wasn’t trying to hide it, it was clear for everyone to hear.

Wei Canglang frowned deeply, but he didn’t say anything. He let loose his profound energy and transformed the surrounding darkness into thousands of black blades.

Everyone who participated in the Central Ruins Battle was famous, and Wei Canglang was no exception. The Devil Blade Art he cultivated was extremely brutal in the sense that an inch-long blade could turn an entire mountain into black dust.

Beihan Mingzhi didn’t move a muscle, however. He hadn’t even assumed a battle stance yet. The only thing moving around his body was a spinning cyclone of darkness.

Staring at Wei Canglang through narrowed eyes, the man suddenly sneered and spoke softly so that only his opponent could hear him, “Weren’t you watching earlier, Wei Canglang? The Southern Phoenix Royal Family is foolishly walking to their own deaths, and the day my crown prince rises is the day the Southern Phoenix dies. You are a reputable warrior, so why did you choose to serve a bunch of idiots as a dog? Are all Southern Phoenix Divine Kings stupid dogs?”

“You!” Wei Canglang grew angry. Level ten Divine Kings were extremely revered beings in the middle star realms, and Wei Canglang had never been on the receiving end of such humiliation before today.

He also knew why his opponent was acting the way he did. As...