Upper Inverted Tower, within the Interstellar Ruins.
The youngest-looking Qianhuan Xian Qing looked at Li Tianming, then at the others, as though sizing them up.
In the end, she raised a hand and pointed, directing the spearhead at the ghost-gods of the Nine-Colored Blood Sect, while looking toward Qianhuan Bingyu.
"Big Sis, leave this group to me. You divide up the rest!"
Her voice was cold and proud, as though she did not regard the other side's complete team of five as a threat at all, treating them merely as a pack of miscellaneous soldiers to be dealt with.
Yet no one found such an attitude unreasonable. After all, she was a twelfth-level Godseed Realm genius, far beyond the likes of Ghost Glaze and the others.
Meanwhile, on the streets of Beacon Ruins, the citizens watching the projection all cried out in alarm.
"Is this going to be a repeat of Li Tianming's one-against-five battle?"
"If she makes a move, she might be even more relaxed than Li Tianming was. She's a top genius of the Lifeless Thousand Illusions Sect!"
"Li Tianming and the ghost-gods of the Nine-Colored Blood Sect might really be able to hold out for a while, but can that green-haired brat do it? We haven't even seen him make a move before..."
On the battlefield, Qianhuan Bingyu's gaze was cold and haughty as she looked at Li Tianming.
"This person has greater authority in speech. He may also be the strongest among them. I'll deal with him." Qianhuan Bingyu's body slowly rose, her gaze passing over the tall figure before her as she looked down upon Li Tianming.
"You've already picked them all out, so I guess there's no helping it. This green-hat brat can only be mine." Qianhuan Su Nian shrugged, seeming somewhat helpless.
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