Jiang Shi's tone was icy cold, exceedingly domineering, his towering eight or nine meter tall figure like a peerless overlord, wantonly trampling Li Xinghe beneath him.
Li Xinghe's face showed pain, countless bones and meridians throughout his body were broken, intense pain enveloped him, his body nearly deformed.
Especially now, being stepped on the face by Jiang Shi, it was a great humiliation.
He was originally a high and mighty Divine Spirit, one of the previous thirteen Dominators, in his eyes, Jiang Shi had long become meat on his chopping block, only needing time to erase him as he pleased.
But now, crossing realms, gravely wounded, he was unexpectedly trampled underfoot by Jiang Shi, it was simply ridiculous!
Especially Jiang Shi's continual mockery, treating him like an ant.
He could only laugh angrily again.
"Native, you've truly angered me, you will never understand what a Divine Spirit represents!"
