Hmph!
Jie Meng lowered his shadowed eyes, a trace of doubt appearing on his face wreathed in Chaos Currents.
In his view, that Fengdu had merely attained his position through the Investiture of the Gods List. Without the Great Celestial Venerable favoring him, he was nothing but trash.
Wuzu had only slain him because the opportunity had presented itself.
And though Shakyamuni bore an impressive name, he had merely been suppressed by Wuzu the moment he achieved Hunyuan.
It had only been the tribulation brought about by his delusion of ascending to the heavens in one step.
Had it been Jie Meng, he might not have been unable to do the same.
But for two veteran Hunyuan beings to be so wary of him...
Could it be that he had kept too low a profile for too long and missed some important information?
"Demon God, do not be careless."
The old monk of Saha spoke softly, a hint of solemnity on his half-withered, half-flourishing face.
"Though Wuzu attained the Dao not long ago, he was able to withstand a strike from the Great Celestial Venerable. Even if it was merely the Great Celestial Venerable's incarnation, he is by no means someone to be underestimated..."
"No need to say more."
Jie Meng stood with his hands behind his back and replied indifferently.
"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. If that universe truly shows signs of successfully transforming, I will naturally strike with all my strength!"
Though he did not think much of this Wuzu, who had risen after the fact.
Having cultivated to his level, however, he naturally would not be careless.
Once he struck, it would inevitably be a killing blow!
"Precisely, precisely."
The ferocious beast Chaos, shaped like a dog and covered in long