Candle Dragon and Ao Guang, along with the other Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, held their breath.
After all, Qin Mu was the Dragon Clan's last hope.
If even Qin Mu lost,
then the Dragon Clan would either have to submit or be destroyed!
Meanwhile, in the Demon Race's Heavenly Realm, inside Lingxiao Treasure Hall,
Dijun couldn't help smiling smugly when he saw Donghuang Taiyi unleash his full-strength attack.
"With my help, Taiyi's cultivation has already reached the Sub-Saint level."
"He also possesses the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Donghuang Bell."
"Now that he's going all out, suppressing Qin Mu shouldn't be a problem."
Dijun spoke calmly.
He was naturally delighted to see Qin Mu brought down.
Of course, as a Saint,
Dijun couldn't possibly show himself at a time like this. That would be unbecoming of a Saint.
If Qin Mu couldn't even defeat Donghuang Taiyi,
then there was even less reason for him to intervene.
"Boom! Boom!"
At that moment, over the East Sea,
Qin Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the phantom world pressing down from the void.
"Heh!"
"You think you can take me down with strength like that?"
Qin Mu's face was full of disdain.
If this had happened before, Donghuang Taiyi's attack might have put him under some pressure.
But he was no longer the same person he had been.
His cultivation had already broken through to the Primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortal level.
A Sub-Saint like Donghuang Taiyi was nothing more than an ant before him.
Just as that terrifying power was about to crash down on Qin Mu,
he gently raised a hand and pointed into the void.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any dazzling radiance.
It was merely a casual point of his finger.
Then, a bizarre