Luring the Tiger Away from the Mountain, Seeing a Divine Artifact Again—"Hmm?"
Looking at Shi Yan, who had suddenly appeared, a flicker of surprise flashed through Xue Jingmang's eyes.
A mere World King warrior had actually managed to avoid a Saint Lord's mental perception.
Was he carrying some precious treasure, or did he possess a top-tier secret art?
"Shi Yan, you finally came."
For the moment, never mind what was special about Shi Yan. He could take it all together in a while.
The top priority now was to complete the matter in the plan first.
"Heh, sorry to have kept you waiting."
Shi Yan smiled without warmth, then moved his right hand slightly. Xin Na, who had transformed into Bracelets, turned into a stream of light and flew onto Liya.
Then the Mechanical Race Dragon-style Imperial Suit covered Liya's entire body.
With Xin Na's true body personally operating it, plus this powerful suit of armor, even a Saint Lord could not injure the current Liya.
"You're not bad, but unfortunately..." Xue Jingmang shook his head slightly. "You can't even get a seat at the table. You aren't even a chess piece."
With that said, he passed over Shi Yan and fixed his gaze on the void above and behind him.
"Mo Shan, you know the abilities of my Snow Shadow Clan. You can't hide."
Only a powerhouse like Mo Shan could enter his eyes. Shi Yan was nothing but an ant.
At most, he played the role of a little bait in the grand plan.
The reason they had lured Shi Yan here was to make Mo Shan follow him over.
With Shi Yan's stunning performance in the competition, plus Saint King Qixia's regard for him, there was absolutely no way Mo Shan would watch Shi Yan take risks