Arrogant and self-important, Jiu He looks down on everyone, treating them as mere mortals—lowly and humble. He regards everyone in the same way.
Zhu Minglang was puzzled. They were both gods, acting under the name of divinity according to a vague and unreal mandate. Why did this guy think of himself as the supreme Celestial Respect or Superior Immortal?
It was as if he had seen the true heaven and received the grace of its essence, rendering him incomparable to others who were granted divine duties!
Where did this sense of superiority come from!
Was it strength?
Today, Zhu Minglang truly wanted to see how capable Jiu He was!
"Soul Suppression Tower!"
Jiu He threw the command sword in his hand towards the sky. That sword immediately transformed into a towering treasure tower made of ancient bronze. When it appeared above Zhu Minglang and Flame of Nine Yins, the treasure tower expanded instantly.
Its base seemed to be a long, infinite sky, with boundaries beyond sight.
