Chapter 1952: Slap (1/2)

“Tamedragon High G.o.d!” Other High G.o.ds murmured in fear after seeing the old man on the carriage.

“Those are Nether Earth Dragons in the legends with the bloodline of True Dragons. Using nine of them as mounts? That’s a bit too much, not inferior to the style of an emperor at all.” A low-level High G.o.d became envious.

Tamedragon had eleven totems and was considered the strongest G.o.d from the last generation. People said that only Ancient G.o.ds could defeat him.

Though Tamedragon was originally a lowly bandit and had done many heinous things, his power was unquestionable. Having eleven totems definitely allowed him to do whatever he wished.

His achievements were certainly impressive and his wealth might be even more so due to all of his robbing and killing. The cultivation world followed the rules of the jungle, but not many masters were as unbridled as him.

Those who could become a High G.o.d would normally follow certain guidelines in order to keep a good reputation.

For example, a great clan might have fallen but still had a lot of resources. Ordinary High G.o.ds wouldn’t care enough for these resources and destroy the clan for them. Sect-destruction wouldn’t happen unless there was an underlying feud.

This wasn’t the case for Tamedragon. As long as he wanted something, he would annihilate a clan, even if they were once his friends. This has been his style even when he was weaker. Who knows how many sects and clans have been finished by him?

Alas, he was virtually untouchable due to his current power despite so many people hating him. Even ordinary emperors couldn’t take him on.

Moreover, his cavalry consisted of nine High G.o.ds. This was enough to render many imperial lineages out of breath.

Luckily, in recent years, they have faced a lot of opposition since the tallest tree faces the strongest wind. Thus, they rarely mobilized and showed themselves because they were afraid of facing an alliance by the other imperial lineages. If the emperors worked together, then it would only be a matter of time before their demise.

“Fellow Daoist Sentry, long time no see.” The carriage stopped and the High G.o.d cupped his fist towards the emperor in the distant.

The emperor simply glanced at the High G.o.d and nodded. He didn’t know the High G.o.d and didn’t need to act overly friendly.

Even though everyone was afraid of them, Sentinel was no slouch either.

“What is wrong with our present time? Even a junior dares to boast and look down on the world? Killing a Grand Emperor too? Such a heinous act.” The High G.o.d said: “I can’t watch any longer and am willing to help you take down this person for Pure’s sake, Fellow Daoist Sentry.”

For Pure’s sake? Many people looked down on this comment but they didn’t dare to say anything.

The Tamedragon Cavalry should be the first one killed for the sake of Pure. But now, the High G.o.d spoke as if he had the moral high ground. This was quite a hilarious matter.

“Still chirping?” Li Qiye’s eyes flashed as he mocked the High G.o.d.

“Ignorant child, Pure is full of hidden masters, not a place for you to do as you please.” The High G.o.d immediately retorted: “The emperors in Pure have spines that could shoulder the myriad skies and rule the countless realms. Who do you think you are to boast, clown! Today, I shall be the vanguard to take you down and make an example for the rest of the world!”

A bandit was spewing such righteous rhetorics and astounded everyone. It sounded like Tamedragon High G.o.d has become good again, letting go of his blade to become a Buddha.