Chapter 571: Python God

"Your Majesty, you are too arrogant. This world is so vast, can you really suppress it all?" Lord Hun Tian sneered with a trace of mockery, and the coldness on his face grew increasingly intense.

He had a robust figure, sitting high on a black cauldron throne, unmovable as a mountain, his eyes emitting a cold light sharp as a blade's edge, and his body exuded a vast blood energy that spread around, like a Ferocious Beast lying in wait.

Shi Hao was calm, his gaze deep, saying, "I suppress the enemies from all sides, not oppress the whole world. You are merely a Lord Hun Tian, yet you dare talk of the world? You're nothing but a savage from the Western Border, a mere cock or dog made of clay. Killing you is like cutting grass."