"How dare a nameless junior boast!" The horned dragon Qianyu was furious and clenched its fists.
At this moment, the Netherworld Heavy Water that filled the sky pressed towards Han Zhao at the same time.
"It's all Netherworld Heavy Water. It's not weak." Han Zhao felt the powerful water pressure coming from his body and gently stretched his body.
Boom!
The Netherworld Heavy Water that filled the sky spread out from Han Zhao's body, forming a vacuum area. The terrifying water pressure instantly dissipated.
"A Perfected Lord who specializes in body tempering is a great nourishment for me!" The horned dragon, Qianyu, was delighted when it saw that Han Zhao forced back the heavy pressure of the Netherworld Heavy Water with just his physical strength.
