"Only the strong have the right to speak of destiny; the weak are merely stepping stones." Gu Sheng glared angrily at the Supreme Immortal Sect Master, but he could not refute it. For in this world of the survival of the fittest, the strong are revered, and strength is everything.
Qiankun Venerate King looked at Gu Sheng, who was about to be captured, and laughed triumphantly.
"Haha, boy, your day has come. Once I seize your Heavenly Saint Body, I will be the strongest in the Purple Spirit Realm." Qiankun Venerate King laughed crazily, his laughter echoing within the Elder Hall, filling everyone with disgust.
Just as the Supreme Immortal Sect Master's palm was about to grasp Gu Sheng, a woman's voice traversed time and space, reverberating.
"Who said his status is inferior?"
