Don't Let Me Stay Up All Night

As everyone knows, there is a power in the southern region that absolutely cannot be provoked—the Grass Hall. 
The eldest disciple is the Sword Saint of the southern region, with a godly understanding of swords. 
The second disciple is the Eternal Empress, who ruled an era. 
The third disciple is a great scholar of the current generation, the reincarnation of the immortal of literature. 
The fourth disciple is the reincarnation of a demon god, suppressing the Nine Hells. 
Lu Changsheng: Me? I'm nothing special, just their master.

I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

It was clear that Blackie had lost his temper.  


Having been provoked for so long, although the restriction hadn't been successfully set up, the act itself was still quite aggressive.  


Mu Fusheng shook his head helplessly, but he had no intention of stopping it.  


Despite being cautious, Mu Fusheng was also someone with a temper.  


Not to mention Shi Sheng; whatever his senior or junior brother did, he always deemed it right.  


Qi Wu grinned, knowing all too well that Blackie, with his volatile temper, certainly couldn't hold back.  


Only the members of the Kirin Clan around them showed disbelief in their eyes.  


Prince Zi Yan slightly furrowed his brows.  


Both princes glanced sideways at Blackie, who had already stood up in the middle of the banquet.  


His face was full of arrogance, with long black hair flying wildly, muscles pulsing continuously, and eyes filled with a disdain for everything, akin to an unmatched demon god.  


Chapter 1581: Bloodline Comparison? I've Never Lost (3/4)