"It seems that you're not going to agree?"
In front of the gate of the primitive sect, Tang Hao's expression was calm in the face of the Immortal King's divine power.
"Nonsense!"
Ye Futian sneered."Even if ye Cha and the other two celestial Kings were here, they wouldn't dare to be so arrogant. Who Do You Think You Are?"
"Alright, I'll do it myself!"
Tang Hao nodded slightly.
"You're looking for death!"
Ye Futian was furious.
Did this bastard really think that he could challenge a Celestial King with his cultivation at the zenith heaven realm?
"I'll subdue you first! Take it back to the sect and slowly refine it!"
"Die!" He shouted and raised his hand. A giant Golden Palm formed and grabbed forward with monstrous divine power.
"They're making their move!"
The immortal kings and perfected golden Immortals who were watching this scene from all directions felt their hearts tighten.
Some of them looked worried, but most of them were gloating.
