Jiang Bei gripped the Heavenfire Ruler tightly, his gaze locked firmly onto Mu Chiyu across from him.
Lu Zhenbei's expression changed sharply when he saw this. He immediately shouted urgently at Jiang Bei, "Jiang Bei, leave now! Mu Chiyu is a supreme expert at the Peak Saint Emperor level. The gap between our realms is far too vast—you are no match for him at all! Leave this to me. Get out of here!"
Mu Chiyu had originally focused all his attention on Lu Zhenbei, but upon hearing the name "Jiang Bei," his body abruptly paused, and his eyes instantly shifted toward the black-robed figure beside Lu Zhenbei.
When he saw that young face clearly, a sinister grin slowly surfaced at the corner of his lips. "Jiang Bei?"
He looked Jiang Bei up and down, killing intent surging from him. "Good. Very good! I was wondering who it was. So it's you, you little bastard. How many members of my Mu Clan have you killed? We've kept track of every last debt. The Mu Clan has had its eye on your life for a long time."
His fingers slowly curled inward as spiritual power roiled and gathered in his palm. The pressure of a Peak Saint Emperor abruptly blanketed Jiang Bei, and he roared, "You think you're worthy of coming after me? You're not qualified!"
Before his words had even faded, Mu Chiyu abruptly reached out with his right hand and struck through the air with his palm!
"Boom!!"
A palm imprint instantly condensed before his hand. Spiritual power flowed across it, carrying an overwhelming pressure capable of destroying heaven and earth as it blasted toward Jiang Bei's chest with thunderbolt speed!
Though he had not used his full strength in this strike, he was certain that even a casual blow