"Divine War..."
"You are worthy too?"
When these lightly spoken words came out, the countenance of the God of Wine turned extremely grim.
He had never suffered such humiliation before.
Indeed... in the eyes of a Divine Throne, all mortals are like ants, but even among those mighty beings who wield the Power of Fire, there are degrees of strength; even the tallest mountains that reach into the clouds can be ranked by their height.
Without a doubt, Gu Changzhi was a mountain that stood taller than him.
Yet, among the highest echelons of Divine Thrones..., respect for each other and the rules of avoiding battle had never been broken, not in this decade or the one before, because they all understood that, although there might be variations in strength, the fall of any mountain peak was a weight humanity could not bear.
The God of Wine gazed at the youth enveloped by dark clouds.
Is this really "Gu Changzhi"?