Where does it get its confidence?
Shen Ling's face was still smiling, but her heart was alert. She had never taken the natives of this world seriously, as her group had suffered setbacks among them in the past. Although the Western Sea Dragon King was not considered a formidable character among the many demons, it knew their true identities.
It's terrifying when an NPC realizes what you actually are. The other party has been preparing for so long, they must have something up their sleeve.
"I am very curious..." Shen Ling looked at him and said, "Every race has its fixed potential, as you said, no matter how hard they try, there is a limit. Even if you kill me today and take my Dao Fruits, you won't become a Heaven Venerable. Why would you take such a risk, what are you really after?"
"Potential is fixed, but there are many ways to play the game!" The Western Sea Dragon King sneered, "This is a phrase I once heard from a sibling of our seniors, and I deeply agree with it!"
