Hearing Xu Jing's words, Mu Chiyu remained utterly unmoved and let out a scornful laugh.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked down at Xu Jing from above and said, "Your Myriad Forms Divine Mansion is already running around like a headless chicken. You can barely handle your own internal affairs. If you truly had the spare energy to deal with our Mu Clan, would you have stood by and watched Lord Xuanfire revive from the Hellfire Divine Pool?"
"Others may fear your Myriad Forms Divine Mansion, but my Mu Clan does not. After today, the Myriad Forms Bureau will be destroyed, and the Myriad Forms Divine Mansion will lose one of its arms. I'd like to see what else you can use to suppress my Mu Clan."
Upon hearing this, Peng He flew into a towering rage. He took a fierce step forward, and the vast spiritual power of a Half-Step Saint Emperor erupted around him as a sharp, imposing aura shot into the heavens.
Pointing at Mu Chiyu in the sky, he roared, "Bastard! Today, I'll take your head first, then bring it to the Mu Clan and question them properly! Let's see what those old fossils of your Mu Clan still have to say!"
As his words fell, the auras of everyone on the Myriad Forms Bureau's side abruptly tightened to the utmost limit, and they all drew their weapons.
At that moment, Chen Hongyu appeared calm, but his mind was spinning at breakneck speed.
A moment later, he slightly turned his head and secretly transmitted his voice to Lu Zhenbei, Xu Jing, and Peng He. "Later, I'll strike first and probe the Profound Fire Demon God's true strength. We need to see how much of his power he has recovered. If he has not