The crowd began to move forward.
One hundred and eight Prefecture Lords, accompanied by a large number of the powerful.
This battle was about the world.
It was also about themselves.
After learning of Jiang Ming's challenge to the Divine Spirits, they were all waiting, with anticipation, anxiety, and most of all, blood boiling.
Above the sky, the Gang Wind howled fiercely.
"Brother Jiang, can you demonstrate a bit of your strength?" Chu Yang approached Jiang Ming and asked in a low voice.
The others heard as well and were all spiritually shaken.
They knew Jiang Ming's combat power defied the heavens, transcended logic, and broke through taboos, but they had no clear concept of how strong he actually was.
"Old Jiang, I want to know, too," Ye Bai said excitedly. "If I hadn't known that I had no chance against you, I would have challenged you long ago."
