How strong is this old monster exactly?
Was he hiding his true strength, or did he become even stronger once more?
Contemplating these questions, Qin Hai felt increasingly headache-stricken, with a faint feeling of his hair about to fall out.
A Ninth Grade Powerhouse nearly losing hair over this, who would believe it?
As for the other powerhouses of Great Xia, some were worried, some were shocked, and some smiled carefreely.
"Hahaha... this is great! Who would've thought the Guardian God is so strong! We'll have nothing to worry about in the future!"
"Two Black Dragons! Those are two Black Dragons! If they could be refined or made into Divine Weapons, how strong would that be! I wonder if the Guardian God would exchange them."
"Yeah! It would be great if he could contribute them!"
"Hmph! Watch your words! Don't get any funny ideas, the Guardian God's temper isn't great, remember that Eighth Grade fool who got strangled a few days ago."
