"Damn it!"
In the next moment, Ruler Qingmu rose from the ground and stared at Jian Wushuang with a livid expression.
Since he was young, he had been a proud son of the heavens, favored by the heavens and earth. His cultivation path had been smooth and smooth.
He was born with a Dao fruit, and he had obtained the demon Phoenix bloodline on a casual trip. Even if he broke through a realm, he could make a limit true treasure recognize him as its master.
No matter where he, Young Master Qingmu, went, he was always greeted with praise and admiration.
Due to all kinds of encounters, he had become extremely conceited. He was so conceited that he thought that no one below the Supreme-being level in the entire universe was his match. Even Jian Wushuang, who was rumored to have killed a Supreme-being and was crowned as the number one genius in the world, was only slightly worthy of his attention.
