"This thing, could it be something left behind by someone from our family?" Zhang Menglong stared silently at the totem on the armor.
But to Ji Xuan, this silence seemed to turn into another emotion, as if he believed Zhang Menglong was intimidated by the power of the armor.
"Gu Xiao, you wouldn't have expected this, would you? This armor grants me the power of the Dao realm's limit. I don't know how many times stronger this power is than common Dao realm martial artists, but killing you people is as easy as slaughtering chickens!"
With a single move, he repelled 17 peak Dao realm martial artists, causing Ji Xuan's confidence to swell to an almost uncontrollable level.
"Even the world force, what can it do to me?"
The world force, provoked, suddenly began to gather. There was an unknown powerful ancestor behind Zhang Menglong, but on what grounds could Ji Xuan provoke it here?
