After returning to the retreat site, Duan Jingtian, who was still in shock, found that Dao Wushuang, who had left, was sitting cross-legged there, as if waiting for him intentionally.
Because of what his father had just said, Duan Jingtian was very afraid of Dao Wushuang.
Moreover, it was the kind of unknown fear!
Everyone knew that Dao Wushuang's identity was scary, but no one knew how scary it was, and did not understand what kind of identity made the overlord-level creatures afraid of him.
Until today, his father's words woke him up. No one could afford to offend Dao Wushuang. This sentence was too valuable, so heavy that it was shocking.
Now there is no need to know Dao Wushuang's identity. Anyway, when you see him, just bow your head!
"Mr. Wushuang." Duan Jingtian restrained all his emotions, walked in front of Dao Wushuang, and respectfully clasped his fists.
Dao Wushuang raised his head and drank a sip of wine, then smiled at Duan Jingtian, and then said shockingly: "In the battle in one month, you will die, and you will die miserably!"
Duan Jingtian's eyes widened instantly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Dao Wushuang in astonishment, wondering why he said that.
Due to Dao Wushuang's status, and because he had just been awakened by his father, even if he didn't believe it at the moment, he didn't dare to question it at the first time.
Even though his strength and power were overwhelming, he didn't dare to ask why.
"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people."
Looking at Duan Jingtian's reserved appearance, Dao Wushuang patted the ground beside him and chuckled: "Come, sit down and talk."
Duan Jingtian looked at the ground next to Dao Wushuang, hesitated, and then hurried over to sit down.
After sitting down, he found that his back was already wet. Facing Dao Wushuang, he was never nervous.
Dao Wushuang took out a small bowl, filled it with wine, and handed it to Duan Jingtian.
"Thank you." Duan Jingtian was flattered and stretched out his hands to take it. He was very surprised that Dao Wushuang would invite him to drink.
He knew that Dao Wushuang would not easily invite others to drink, especially those who were not recognized by him.
He had disrespected him many times, so why would he invite him to drink?
"Drink it up." Dao Wushuang nodded.
Duan Jingtian nodded heavily, then held the bowl and drank the wine in the bowl.
But the next moment after the wine went down his throat, Duan Jingtian's face became ferocious, and he couldn't help but roar in pain, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead like raindrops.
"Ah..."
In the end, he even began to roll on the ground holding his stomach. He couldn't refine the power in the bowl of wine, and it kept burning in his body.
Dao Wushuang drank by himself on the side, without looking at Duan Jingtian, and seemed not to care.
After an unknown period of time, Duan Jingtian finally calmed down. It can be seen that he has been tortured beyond recognition, and his face is frighteningly blue.
His body was half destroyed, even if it was a quasi-immortal emperor, it couldn't resist the power of the bowl of wine.
Duan Jingtian sat up weakly, looking at the wine gourd in Dao Wushuang's hand with fear. Does this person usually drink this kind of wine that even quasi-immortal emperors can't stand?
How strong is he now?
"Do you feel that the wine I drink is not something that ordinary people can drink?" Dao Wushuang looked over at this time, smiling and unrestrained.
Duan Jingtian nodded repeatedly.
"But I think it's just so-so. I don't feel anything when I drink this wine. It's not strong enough, and it's not refreshing enough."
Dao Wushuang's words made Duan Jingtian not know what to say.
Is he showing off?
"I'm not showing off, I just want to tell you that the person you are facing this time is not Zhou Qingran, nor Miaoyin Tiannu, and certainly not Yongheng Xianzu."
Dao Wushuang saw through Duan Jingtian's thoughts and said, "It's the person in the universe who made you lose face, my friend."
Duan Jingtian was surprised and said, "Him?"
He also knew that the blue-clothed youth was rescued by Miaoyin Tiannu, but even if he stayed with Zhou Qingran and his disciple, what kind of storm could he stir up in this unfamiliar Three Thousand Dao Realms? Not to mention taking his life.
Dao Wushuang shook the wine gourd in his hand and said, "He drinks this wine like drinking tea, his face does not change, even if he drinks it all in one gulp."
Duan Jingtian's color changed instantly, but Dao Wushuang's next sentence made his shock turn into horror.
Dao Wushuang continued, "And this is him hundreds of years ago!"
Duan Jingtian's pupils trembled, looking at the wine gourd in Dao Wushuang's hand, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while.
Hundreds of years ago, drinking this wine was like drinking tea?
Dao Wushuang smiled and said, "And Zhou Qingran's performance is better than yours. She drank more than you, but she was just drunk and crazy, far from your level."
Duan Jingtian frowned deeply. Even Zhou Qingran's performance was better than his? Is he really that bad?
His self-esteem was hit. As the youngest son of the dean of the general hospital, his talent is also unmatched by few people, but he is twoThe lower world's celestial being is so far away?
Taking a deep breath, Duan Jingtian said: "This wine is not testing the cultivation, right?"
Hundreds of years ago, Zhou Qingran was still the Immortal King. How could she perform better than him? The only explanation is that this wine is not testing strength.
Dao Wushuang nodded: "It has nothing to do with cultivation. It tests more the drinker's control over the laws and the depth of his own foundation."
"However, no matter what you compete with, you are completely defeated. This was the case hundreds of years ago, and it is even more so today after hundreds of years. So this time you fight, you will die miserably."
Duan Jingtian was silent, gritting his teeth and not speaking.
After a long time, he said unwillingly: "But even if I can't defeat Zhou Qingran, the strength behind me is much stronger than theirs, so I won't die there, right?"
Dao Wushuang said: "Don't you understand? They know that their strength is not as good as the headquarters, but they dare to challenge you, just to take your life."
"Once Zhou Qingran defeats you, my friend will take action to create an opportunity for her to kill you!"
Duan Jingtian still didn't understand, "Can your friend still defeat multiple immortal emperors? With so many strong people watching, how can he create opportunities?"
Dao Wushuang took a sip of wine, "This is where he is strong, and he will always be underestimated by the enemy."
Duan Jingtian: "You...what do you mean?"
Dao Wushuang said: "Those who underestimate him will pay an unbearable price."
"His existence itself is a miracle, and you underestimate this miracle, just to kill yourself."
Duan Jingtian: "..."
It's impossible not to be shocked. This is Dao Wushuang. He actually has such a high opinion of that native?
Duan Jingtian thought about it and asked, "How can I save my life and win this game?"
He didn't believe that the headquarters, the Chaos Holy Land, and multiple Dao Realms could not solve the problem of Zhou Qingran and his apprentice and a native from the universe.
But it was Dao Wushuang who spoke, so he had to believe it.
"It's very simple. I just need to take action to suppress my friend and kill Zhou Qingran." Dao Wushuang drank, and his tone was very relaxed.
"You... just take action?" Duan Jingtian looked at Dao Wushuang in astonishment. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he tentatively asked, "Is it that simple?"
Dao Wushuang nodded.
Duan Jingtian thought about it and said, "Isn't your friend on par with you? Do you really have the confidence to suppress him this time?"
He later learned something about the Ancient Sea of Gods, and was surprised and shocked.
"On par with him?" Dao Wushuang smiled, "I let him. If anyone wanted to kill him in the Ancient Sea of Gods, he would have died. No one could stop him."
"Then why do you still regard him as a close friend? Isn't it his talent and strength that impressed you?" Duan Jingtian couldn't help but continue to ask.
"I do regard him as a friend, but I don't regard him as a friend, or in other words, my friend is not him." Dao Wushuang smiled.
Duan Jingtian frowned.
Why didn't he understand?
What does it mean to regard him as a friend and not to regard him as a friend? What does it mean to be him and not him?
Dao Wushuang said calmly: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to know that if I want to kill my friend, it's easy."