Destruction of Heavenly Court

The celestial battlefield hung in suspense as Wang Jian and the Dragon Prince halted their relentless assault on the Heavenly Court. Amidst the chaotic energy, Supreme Immortal Zhengyi observed cautiously, uncertain of their motives.

Wang Jian, with an amused glint in his eyes, turned to Supreme Immortal Zhengyi. "Zhengyi, you're not looking too confident over there. Feeling a bit under the weather?"

The Dragon Prince chimed in with a sly grin. "Maybe you need a break, old man. This battle isn't getting any easier for you."

Supreme Immortal Zhengyi, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face, retorted, "Your mockery won't change the outcome. The Heavenly Court's might is unyielding!"

Wang Jian chuckled. "Oh, we're well aware of that. In fact, we were just wondering if you've run out of tricks up your sleeve. Maybe it's time to end this charade?"

Dragon Prince nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Let's not keep the old man waiting any longer."