The four Supremes looked livid, Wang Hao, that bastard, was actually calling them dogs by beating around the bush—it was infuriating.
But alas, Wang Hao was no ordinary hotshot, and other than expressing their displeasure through their darkened expressions, they were indeed powerless against that bastard.
Chu Tianba muttered, "I, old man, have comprehended the Six Paths of Reincarnation and become the legendary Six Paths Sovereign; I'm not really a Supreme."
The looks of disdain from the four Supremes came one after another; was that kind of self-comfort really useful?
"Boom…"
Just then, a thunderous noise erupted.
Everyone present looked up to see Bing Lu, clad in a silver-white battle robe, holding a white longbow descending from the sky and landing steadily next to Wang Hao.
At the same time, a man radiating infinite Sword Qi hovered mid-air, his Sword Qi surging like the raging river waves, piercing through the soul with just one glance.
"Heavenly Dao!"
