"Can't you see it yet?"
"Earlier, I didn't use my full strength at all."
Qin Feiyang spoke calmly, his blood-red hair fluttering in the wind, and the astonishing battle intent throughout his body shook the heavens, as if the War God had descended into the dust.
The hundred Zhuge Mingyang were stunned, and instantly roared frantically, "Why? Why do this?"
To not use full strength was a blatant humiliation!
"Because I am looking for the weakness in the Three Thousand Avatars."
"After all, this Divine Art is not ordinary; it has piqued my curiosity."
"Of course, the most important thing is, I need to preserve my strength."
"Because there is someone here who very much does not want me to return to the Imperial Capital, so I must reserve some energy to deal with him."
"I thought capturing you earlier would end the battle, but didn't expect you to grasp Forbidden Technique."
"No choice, I have to use all my strength now."
Qin Feiyang chuckled.
