Bai Tianqi's face first turned red, then pale, and finally a steely blue.
After holding his breath for more than ten breaths, just as Su Chen was already standing underneath the high platform, standing not far in front of himself, Bai Tianqi's thoughts finally surged back.
Then, he was completely filled with trembling terror, rage, jealousy, and humiliation!!!
His gaze was almost murderous, fixed intently on Su Chen, as if looking at the sworn enemy who had killed his father.
Bai Tianqi cared greatly about his face, very much so.
Everything Su Chen had done before, those disdainful warning words, had all trampled his face on the ground.
This was something he simply couldn't tolerate.
Moreover, if he were to tolerate it, with nearly four hundred million Martial Cultivators watching on, wouldn't he, Bai Tianqi, become a laughingstock?