At this moment, an unprecedented strong heroic spirit suddenly surged from his chest, transforming into intense battle intent.
Before coming here, he had also thought that relying on his own strength, he might find it difficult to compete with Xiong Ba, who already possessed the Divine Stone. This was not about overestimating others and belittling himself, but rather the most rational judgment after assessing the situation.
He had considered many things... inviting Zhang Sanfeng, Wu Ming, Xie Xiaofeng or waiting for Sweeping Monk and others to come and assist, working together to seize the Divine Stone, and he had taken action.
This was undoubtedly the wisest and calmest decision, fully leveraging all the connections and power he had built in this world, and it was not shameful.
But now, at the moment when his Primordial Spirit clashed with Xiong Ba, he suddenly discovered the boiling blood within him.
He was still himself, still the Jiang Dali who was not inferior to anyone.
