"BOOM—"
The Deep Red Demon Lord's Demon's Might, which had just slightly subsided, violently surged back. The sea of blood beneath His feet churned into monstrous waves, and the entire hall trembled violently under the invisible oppression. Clearly, He had been utterly enraged once again by Yu Zhun's words.
Clenching His fists, He sneered after a moment of silence.
"Just you?
"Relying on your SSS-grade talent, Open and Aboveboard?
"Or relying on your Nether Three-piece Set and the Bloody Sacrifice formed from a mere Sub-Demon Origin?"
The Deep Red Demon Lord glanced mockingly at the boots Yu Zhun wore. "Oh, there's also an extra pair of boots. Where did this piece of trash come from?
"Kill me? Are you even worthy?"
Yu Zhun fell silent. He blinked, a strange mix of emotions churning within him.
