"Xuanwu Realm???" Ye Tian flicked his cuff, his face calm and composed. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "You strike first!"
"Otherwise, you might not get the chance!"
"Hahaha, very well, very well. I, a dignified Xuanwu Realm expert, actually have to let you strike first."
"An ant from a mere low-level plane dares to boast so shamelessly. Do you know how supreme the Xuanwu experts are? You all probably haven't seen one in your entire lives!"
The middle-aged man's aura rose again. Flames on his body soared to tens of thousands of degrees, almost capable of incinerating the heavens. Waves of heat swept out like monstrous tides, engulfing an area of ten miles.
"Heh, isn't it just a Turtle Realm? What's the big deal? I've killed quite a few."
Ye Tian's gaze was indifferent and he spoke coldly. In truth, he wasn't afraid. This middle-aged man's power was not as strong as Su Ximeng's when she awakened as the Great Emperor.
