"I really regret not killing you earlier!"
The night patriarch gritted his teeth and said with hatred.
"Is that so?"
Tang Hao chuckled and looked at him coldly. There was no fear on his face.
If it was in the past, he would be afraid of the night Lord. But now, the two of them were on the same level, and he had nothing to be afraid of.
"I really didn't expect that, no, I'm afraid that at that time, no one in the entire Pangu continent would have expected that you would survive and advance to the seventh tribulation one day!" The night patriarch shouted.
Back when the myriad of races had pursued him, everyone had thought that this brat was dead for sure. During the battle of the ancient deity plateau, everyone had also thought that this brat would be defeated and die at the hands of young master Taixu ...
However, the kid survived every time.
Today, this kid had even advanced to the seventh calamity, standing at the same height as him.
