At the sight of this terrifying scene, every living being watching the battle was shaken to the core.
"Th-that's... terrifying!"
"Is this what a battle between Saints looks like?"
"If this keeps up, the entire Primordial World is going to suffer a catastrophic calamity!"
"The Saint's Power is truly terrifying!"
"I wonder who came out on top in that clash?"
"Both of them wield Innate Supreme Treasures. It's hard to say who won!"
"Why do I feel like Immortal Qin Mu is even stronger?"
"..."
The mighty ones cried out in astonishment, then held their breath as they waited for the outcome.
Meanwhile, all the Saints focused their divine senses on the East Sea.
They were curious, too.
Could Dijun withstand Qin Mu's attack?
After all, the power contained in the Destruction Divine Spear Qin Mu had just summoned had made even them, Saints, tremble with apprehension.
Others might not have noticed, but as Saints, they knew.
That spear of Qin Mu's should have the power to slay a Saint!
It took quite some time for the enormous turbulence in the East Sea to subside.
In the endless void, countless divine senses intertwined, all probing the aftermath of that terrifying collision.
Qin Mu stood proudly in the void, the Destruction Divine Spear held at an angle in his hand, his bearing confident and unrestrained.
On the other side, Dijun floated in midair, but his aura was somewhat erratic. He was enveloped within the enormous phantom of the Donghuang Bell.
"Qin Mu..."
"You... can't kill me."
After a brief silence, Dijun spoke coldly.
That spear thrust had left him utterly shaken, but fortunately, he had managed to withstand it without incident.
Of course, he had the Innate Supreme Treasure, the Donghuang Bell, to thank for that.
Without it, even with his