Xiao Cangqing was well aware,
that this young man, whose every move exuded the unique air and elegance of a Western aristocrat,
was no simple opponent. He was on a completely different level from the Emperor Realm Martial Artists at the previous Martial Artist Base.
That was why, once Xiao Cangqing made his move, he couldn't afford to hold anything back.
He pushed the Elemental Power and Mysterious Power within him to their absolute limits,
like a massive, high-speed furnace, its raging energy surging and exploding.
Countless fishing lines descended from the sky, hooking straight toward the figure.
"Your strength is a cut above that Emperor Realm Martial Artist from the Great Jing Empire,
but in my eyes, you're still just an ant I can crush at will."
The young man's pupils swiftly turned blood-red, as if they were made of compressed blood.
Though he was clearly smiling, it created a chilling, disconnected impression.
