It seemed that with a single thought from Lin Xuan, even Mu Jingfeng would be defeated under his full strength.
"Before absolute power, gains and losses can be weighed."
"It all rests on a single thought from Junior Brother!"
Mu Jingfeng could not help murmuring aloud.
"Senior Brother, what do you think?"
Lin Xuan withdrew all his aura and looked at Mu Jingfeng with a faint smile.
"No need to say anything!"
"Badass!"
Mu Jingfeng's expression was numb, yet he gave the highest possible praise.
A smile lingered at the corner of Lin Xuan's lips. "My current power is enough to resist the suppression of the Heavenly Rankings. I no longer need the Terra Ranking."
"Once I intercept the Supreme-Grade Spatial Mark, my combat strength will rise several more notches."
"If that still isn't enough, I'll continue breaking through and strive to obtain that Heaven-Sent Opportunity."
"Before then, sorry for the trouble, Senior Brother—find our Divine Firmament Disciples and allied elites, and tell them not to get involved, lest they be injured by mistake..."
"I understand, Junior Brother!"
Mu Jingfeng agreed without even thinking.
The worries and solemn tension in his heart were completely laid to rest at that moment.
Mu Jingfeng had thoroughly placed Lin Xuan in a sacred, inviolable position.
He fanatically believed that there was nothing left in this world that Lin Xuan could not accomplish.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Lin Xuan cupped his hands in salute. His gaze turned toward the horizon, piercing straight into the Starry Sky Mystic Realm.
Within his mind, the Terra Ranking shone as it began preparing to intercept the Spatial Runes.
At that moment, a blazing sword light came hurtling toward the Mystic Realm of Wind.
A Demon Race being, humanoid yet not quite human, was advancing at extreme speed.
"What