Even a Great Heavenly Venerate drawing a bow might not necessarily affect him enough to cast a shadow in his heart; his strength must be sufficiently formidable.
The power of Yang Jian almost rivals that of the Four Heavenly Kings.
His bow drawn against the Golden Crow would surely cast a shadow over it.
With one Golden Crow gone, only Shao Siming and Senior Commander-in-Chief remain.
Everyone watched them, yet without the certainty of victory.
The Senior Commander-in-Chief smiled slightly and said, "Gentlemen, I have a proposal. I wonder if you all would be willing to hear it."
Seeing that the crowd ignored him, giving him fierce gazes, the Senior Commander-in-Chief smiled and said, "Your strength is indeed strong, capable of suppressing me and Shao Siming, but it is unlikely you can kill us. So how about we end this battle here?"
