Weisheng Moran!
Of course An Xuetian remembered her.
She had been close to Mu Dongyuan before, and Weisheng Moran was Mu Dongli's disciple. Thus, An Xuetian had already met Weisheng Moran several times!
Yet every time she had seen her before, Weisheng Moran had been low-key and docile, never giving off the strange feeling that even an old senior like An Xuetian felt at this moment.
It was as though the Weisheng Moran beside Li Tianming was the real her. At this time, she had security, conviction, and an intangible aura that made An Xuetian feel suffocated.
Most importantly!
They were all in the Real World Dock at this moment, yet Weisheng Moran, clearly a junior, possessed a Starsea Eonic God body over ten million meters tall. This was undoubtedly the realm of a tenth-order or higher Destiny Eonic God!
How could a young god under a thousand years old achieve this?
An Xuetian simply could not imagine it.
She could only remain stunned and numb, floating amid the Evil Ghost Legion's thick black smoke of Great Xiwa Hell, watching helplessly as Li Tianming and Weisheng Moran vanished from her sight to confront the Xiao Clan's two million Illusory God army!
Those two million Xiao Clan warriors were likely many times more bewildered than An Xuetian.
They were the turncoat assassins!
So long as the An Clan warriors were restrained by the Mu Xuemai Eonic Gods, charging into the Anheaven Emperor Manor from the rear and slaughtering the An Clan's old and young would be as easy as reaching into a bag for something... Such a simple mission, one that could exterminate the An Clan—how could complications arise?
Looking at the tens of millions of beast-faced Chaos Ghosts before them, the two million Xiao Clan Illusory God cultivators forcibly halted