Sacrificing One's Body to the Formation

"Was that your battlefield just now?" Zhou Hao asked in surprise.

On the way here, he had seen that battlefield. So many planets had been destroyed, and countless chunks of debris drifted through the universe.

Looking at that battlefield had left him rather wistful. Six powerful Divine Venerates had died there—an achievement most people could never reach in their entire lives.

Murong chuckled and explained, "This is considered mild. If their strengths had been evenly matched, the destruction would have covered far more ground."

Although Saint Ning Ye had strength, her actual combat experience fell far short of Murong's.

Of course, even disregarding combat experience, Murong's strength still far surpassed Saint Ning Ye's, as shown in their laws and formations.

So theirs had not been a battle between evenly matched opponents. From the very beginning, Murong had held absolute superiority.

That was why the battle had ended so quickly and had not spread too far.

"Indeed." Zhou Hao nodded in agreement.

Murong was clearly far stronger than Saint Ning Ye and the others.

When Saint Ning Ye and the others had first attacked, Murong had nearly wiped them all out in a single exchange.

However, Saint Ning Ye had been quite capable and had saved three of them. Only two had died.

Yet even though they had escaped one calamity, they could not escape the second. Saint Meng had died from self-destruction, Saint Ning Ye had been killed by Murong, and Saint Si and Saint Hao had not even needed Murong to act. After Saint Ning Ye's death, they had taken their own lives.

One against six, killing them all without suffering the slightest injury—this was enough to prove Murong's invincible strength.

With that thought, he did not linger on the subject. He turned his gaze toward the empty space