Utterly miserable, in a certain sense, in this clash, Xiao Qiang still had the upper hand, and it's no wonder his face was so sullen.
"Alright, everyone, I suppose we should discuss the serious matters now," Xiao Qiang's expression remained unchanged, as if the previous events hadn't occurred.
After Xiao Qiang finished speaking, he no longer uttered a word. His gaze remained steady, allowing the eyes of the eight kings to linger on him.
The earlier brief clash with the King of Equality had already demonstrated his formidable power. Half-Saint realm! In just a hundred years, he had advanced from the Seventh Heaven to the Half-Saint realm — his progress was undeniably rapid. Furthermore, besides his cultivation, his combat prowess was terrifying. Even a ghost immortal at the Half-Saint realm stood no chance against him.
Moreover, they already knew that not long ago, Xiao Qiang had directly vanquished the intention of Mingquan, one of the four death gods of Huangquan.
