Returning to Riverford, Andrew Han was like a great whale sinking back into the vast ocean, like a divine dragon soaring once more above the ninefold clouds.
Thunk.
He shut the door of the Red Flag LA, a hint of puzzlement on his face as he prepared to go home.
Suddenly.
His phone, tucked in the pocket of his jeans, started vibrating wildly. Andrew pulled it out for a look—it was the blazing hot WeChat group chat.
Just three seconds ago, in the group chat—
“It’s true!”
“What happened this afternoon is absolutely real—I just found out too. Andrew Han instant-killed two Great-Class Demons at the Southvale Border Defense Belt, and those were the most savage giant tiger Great-Class Demons, each on par with a titled third-step Martial Lord.”
A Hidden Dragon got the news and immediately posted it in the group chat.
Right after, the chat exploded with a barrage of messages.
In the ‘Ten Thousand Armies Are Nothing’ group chat, it was like a pot boiling over. Whether it was Thunder Path Sect’s Li Gang, the petite Chloe Ling of Exquisite Heart Sect, Sacred Spring Sect’s flamboyant Jason Jiang Fengxuan, or Ethan Chen of Red Lake Mist Sect, everyone was struck speechless.
“This is insane.”
“Savage and bizarre Great-Class Demons—two of them… Even a single giant tiger Great-Class Demon could wipe out everyone in this chat, let alone two.”
Li Gang typed at lightning speed, shaking his head again and again.
As for Jason Jiang Fengxuan, he sent a meme of a crying monkey waving a little white flag.
Even though he’d long understood the gap between Peerless Andrew Han and himself, actually seeing this news still made him want to cry.
Peerless as he was, he could never compare to someone else’s peerless.
Maybe this is what they mean by 'someone else’s peerless.'
Killing Great-Class Specters wasn’t enough.
Now you’re killing Great-Class Demons too… You really are on a trajectory to the clouds.” Jason Jiang Fengxuan quietly set down his brand-new Apple phone.