At West Sun City's main camp, more than 800 bloodline warriors were seated neatly at the plaza.
Valiant and spirited.
But the Heaven One army powerhouses all stayed far away.
These guys were too scary, even though everyone knew that they were all their saviors.
"Ye Yuan, you tortoise grandson! Today, I, Emperor Azuresky, will definitely trample you underfoot, counterattacking perfectly!" Above the void, Yang Qing swung his long spear, pointing at Ye Yuan from afar, incomparably domineering.
Ye Yuan could not help laughing and said, "Let's have a match then. Do you need to set up such a grand line-up?"
Yang Qing snorted coldly and said, "That's different! I'm going to defeat you in front of everyone! I've already waited a hundred years for this day. How can it be done carelessly? Let them see that I, Emperor Azuresky, am humanity's strongest person in this era!"