The Skyfire War General placed a hand on the short blade at his waist, his gaze arrogant as he spoke.
The five-inch Spirit Wheel on his chest emitted powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations, leaving Wu Gui under immense pressure.
Peng Xiong knew of the extraordinary nature of the Fire Worship Cult; compared to it, the Thousand Poison Sect was far too insignificant. Even though the Skyfire War General shared the same realm as him, his Spirit Wheel was two inches larger. If they were to truly fight, Peng Xiong's chances of victory were exceedingly slim—if not impossible. He wouldn't arrogantly assume his own abilities surpassed those of the Skyfire War General.
Peng Xiong cast a meaningful glance at Wu Gui standing behind the Skyfire War General, then withdrew his Spirit Wheel, retracting his imposing aura back into his body. "Alright, let's talk."
"Nie Jian, you should go back and calm the elders."
