"Another Emperor Xia, you mean Xia Tianming?"
Xia Qingyang seemed as if he had misheard. He looked at Xia Tianming, then at Xia Feng, and sneered coldly.
"Are you crazy or am I? He's merely an Earth Tier Martial Sovereign. Do you mean Xia Tianming is stronger than me?"
"Whether he's strong or not, only a duel can tell."
Xia Tianming stepped forward expressionlessly, and as soon as he moved, the air plunged into silence.
In the next second, a burst of laughter erupted.
The Ten Great Xia Emperors couldn't help but snicker, even Xia Tianming, who was preparing to challenge the throne again, couldn't hold back, laughing uproariously, nearly collapsing to the ground.
"Tianming, you want to fight me? Don't joke with the old man, just get the Void Cauldron ready."
Xia Qingyang chuckled as he waved his hand, thinking that Xia Tianming and Xia Feng were just messing around and would let it pass after a few words.
"Ancestor, I'm serious."
