Mr. Master and Ba Tianhu stood facing each other a hundred meters apart.
The space around them began to fluctuate violently.
Yang Xiao and several dozen Emperor Level Transcendents stood a thousand meters away from the two, while the others stood fifteen hundred meters away, to avoid being hit by the killing aura repercussions of their duel.
Ba Tianhu, who had previously underestimated Yang Xiao, now looked solemn. He took out a three-meter long, arm-thick, dark black staff from the Space Ring.
"Mr. Master, I'll ask you one more time, are you really planning to go to war with me over someone as worthless as Yang Xiao? If we start a war, it will mean total conflict, and I will completely flatten your Dark Web Headquarters Valley."
Mr. Master laughed coldly,
"Only if you, Ba Tianhu, have the capability!"
"Fine, you forced me."
