"Feng Wuchen, I know your strength surpasses mine, but you're not much stronger than me. Don't act like you can kill me at any moment."
Wang Tianzhong said coldly, his face extremely gloomy.
Feng Wuchen's words were an extreme humiliation to Wang Tianzhong.
As the young master of the Sky Void Holy Temple, a top genius, and since ancient times, he had always been a star surrounded by admirers. When had he ever been underestimated and insulted like this before?
"How do you determine that I'm not much stronger than you?" Feng Wuchen asked with a cold sneer.
"This power of yours is indeed the power of a defeated one. The fact that you can obtain this power is because the soul body of the defeated one is within you. A mere soul body, how much power can it exert? Reaching the level of Eight-Star True Immortal is already not bad." Wang Tianzhong said coldly.
