The White Elder also raised his head, but his gaze did not fall between the two fighting men; instead, he looked up at the lofty sky. "The tribulation clouds have not yet dispersed, and the Heavenly Might has become even more powerful."
...
"I never thought you would be so strong. You've just passed the eighth Heavenly Tribulation, and your power has increased so quickly. It's surprising, but you will still lose." He finished speaking calmly, and suddenly his entire demeanor grew serene. The demonic transformation on his body became more pronounced. Countless hairs sprouted on his head, his ears changed, and his once long black hair turned snow white.
"I admit, relying on my own strength, it would be extremely difficult to defeat you. But don't forget, I hail from the Demonic Palace; I am the Holy Son of the Demonic Palace!" Upon saying this, his voice suddenly became fervent, filled with immense pride.
Being the Holy Son of the Demonic Palace has always been his pride!
