"Heh, him?"
Hearing that, Vermilion Bird couldn't help but scoff, saying, "If it were someone else, I might believe it. But you're saying Ye Xuan is the inheritor of the Ancestor God's legacy? I can't believe that. I've fought him before—other than getting angry, what else can he do? Whether it's strength or state of mind, he's nowhere near comparable to the ancient Ancestor God."
"Mm, he's indeed not comparable."
Carefree Dao Monarch nodded. He didn't deny what Vermilion Bird said, but even so, it still couldn't change the fact that Ye Xuan was the inheritor of the Ancestor God's legacy.
"I think you picked the wrong person."
Vermilion Bird said very seriously.
"Impossible."
Carefree Dao Monarch answered just as seriously.
Right at this moment, the token in Vermilion Bird's arms suddenly flashed with a blood-red light.
"Hm?"
