"Motherf*cking Human King, ever since you ascended from the Xuanhuang World, you have already attained this cultivation state in a mere couple of years. Your strength is definitely astounding, and absolutely nothing short of impressive."
The body of the Evil Lord was gigantic. Even if he were seated on that throne, he was almost three times taller than Lin Fan.
The way he spoke was stern and his disposition authoritative. He gave off an extremely bone chilling aura.
"Evil Lord, if you have anything to say, cut it short. Whatever fart you have to spout, go on with it. Yours Truly have no time to waste crapping with you!" Lin Fan smiled calmly, unbothered in the least bit.
Shing! Shing! Shing!
When the surrounding black robed men heard the other party insulting their Evil Lord, they couldn't bear with it as they let loose a ferocious killing intent.
Lin Fan looked at these black robes with a contemptuous face, totally unfazed.
So, is this what Saint was referring to when he said that the Ancient One was restricted in terms of powers? Remember?