"Looks like we're going to have to throw down no matter what." The old man was full of regret, yet there was a hint of excitement—he wanted to see just how monstrous Zhang Menglong could get.
"You two, back off a bit!" the old man said to Zhenshan King and Lanyu.
The two of them very tactfully retreated far away. Even the Grand Emperor was showing such a solemn, cautious expression that they both understood: even the aftershocks from this battle might be more than they could withstand.
"Sir, let's begin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bloodline power in Zhang Menglong's body surged. A Transcender close to the seventh order was no longer someone he could handle casually.
White hair, starlight flickering over his body—Zhang Menglong's current strength was already enough to sustain him entering the Divine Realm of Ultra Instinct without relying on any external aid.
