บท 1237: The Third-Ranked Devil General

As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice rang out, Huang Hanling's eyes narrowed as a dazzling light erupted forth, so cold that it chilled the bone.

A low-grade trash of the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire?

Wanting to kill him within three strikes?

Qin Wentian's words were so arrogant that he had no way to accept it.

Although he, Huang Hanling, couldn't be considered as a peak-tier genius among the princes of the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire, there was no doubt that he was one of the strongest ones there. If not, he wouldn't have been chosen as a participant for the adjudication battle.

When he reached the peak of immortal-foundation, the sacred academy hadn't even opened. At that time, Huang Shatian was only at the seventh-level but his status was already like the sun in the sky. This was something Huang Hanling has always been unhappy about.