The Sacred Body made its name in his hands, but reached its peak with Chen Xuan.
It's simply jealousy!
Moreover, he's always wanted to give Chen Xuan a good beating, but it seems there's no chance now.
"Heh heh!"
Xiaoqi chuckled mischievously, clearly irritating the old man.
"Do you think that now you're strong, this old man doesn't dare to beat you up?"
"I don't think so!"
"Master, you've wronged me. You're welcome to beat me anytime; I absolutely won't fight back!"
As he spoke, he raised both hands.
"Hum hum hum..."
Zhan Tian looked at him like that, his beard blowing with rage, "None of your family is any good!"
He couldn't bring himself to hit him; Xiaoqi was his proudest disciple.
His only obsession was to beat up Chen Xuan.
Suddenly, several powerful auras surged in like tides.
Zhan Tian stood abruptly.
"Your Majesty!"
He sensed the aura of Emperor Yu, but there were three other auras not weaker than his, and others were all above the Ninth Layer.
