"Little Antarctic, would you like to adore your unbeatable Third Uncle?"
Upon receiving a reply from his Third Uncle, Ji Changsheng clearly noticed one thing:
His Third Uncle was becoming more and more confident!
"Third Uncle, have the four Ancestral Witches - Tian Wu, Xuan Ming, Qiang Liang, and Xi Zi - fallen?"
"Of course, as I said, all Supremes are not the same. I, your Third Uncle, am considered the top of the crop, capable of fighting four Supremes of the same level."
Ji Changsheng: "..."
He suddenly felt a little sorry for his Third Uncle.
After all, Ji Changsheng was not like his Third Uncle; He used his brain and was constantly updating his concepts.
Although Ji Changsheng didn't know what the Ancestor Witches were planning, he clearly knew one thing based on his memory from the future:
His Third Uncle didn't really have the ability to fight four opponents at once.