The current Cen Dongsheng stands before an unbridgeable chasm between himself and Special Grade Curse Forbidden Masters; yet, the difference compared to Curse Forbidden Masters below his level remains stark.
Thus, he always believed that rivals capable of giving him a satisfying battle were few and far between in the entire world—
Until now.
At this moment, Cen Dongsheng realized that he had underestimated the people of the world.
The Curse Forbidden Masters of this realm were as plentiful as carp crossing a river, their unique spellcraft techniques diverse beyond measure; with the limited experience he had before his rebirth, he was far from able to encompass all the heroes of the world.
And so, Cen Dongsheng smiled, feeling a sliver of excitement.
"Old codger, you've got some skill."
The corners of the man's mouth curved upward, revealing gleaming white teeth, like a beast preparing to bare its fangs as it locked onto its prey.
"You are...!"
