"What's a little Heavenly Tribulation?" said the ragged old beggar, overflowing with arrogance. "Watch as I crush it!"
The ragged old beggar was in an extremely arrogant mood, feeling better than he had in many years. His cultivation level was unstable, flickering in and out of existence, leaving him with just a sliver of spiritual power to use on ordinary days. Yet at this moment, he could access a trace of the primordial power from his peak period.
He had to seize this opportunity to strike a posture brimming with style, especially with so many onlookers below.
"Senior is mighty!"
Full of veneration, Ou Yezi dared not act rashly and focused entirely on the chance to observe the ragged old beggar's techniques.
Lighting up a cigarette, the ragged old beggar appeared indifferent, casually beckoning to the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals formed from the thunder and lightning above: "Come at me, I'll teach you a lesson on how to be human!"