True Monarch Wuchen understood Diao Xianlan's strength better than anyone. Though she was merely an inferior Blood God, because she had obtained the Heavenly Calamity Frost Disaster Blade and the Ancient Demon's power within it, even he could only defend against her.
In his view, to deal with Diao Xianlan, it might require him, Great Void, and young friend Chen, the Eastern Continent's three great Spirit Transformation cultivators, to act together.
And now, Chen Mobai alone, even with only a single sword strike, had reduced Diao Xianlan to ash.
Wasn't this strength a little over the limit!
When the Old Flood Dragon was slain, True Monarch Wuchen had not been present. He only knew the result, but in his heart, he had believed that matter should not have been Chen Mobai's doing alone. Perhaps the Water Mother Palace had helped from behind the scenes.
But today, after witnessing the scene of Chen Mobai effortlessly annihilating Diao Xianlan, he felt that his guess might have been wrong.
Could the Old Flood Dragon truly have been slain by young friend Chen alone?
As True Monarch Wuchen thought of this, the look he gave Chen Mobai became completely different. He had originally thought that even if his own strength was inferior to Chen Mobai's, the gap was limited. After all, he was at Spirit Transformation Late Stage, and he possessed the Heaven and Earth Astrolabe, this magic tool. Upon the Eastern Continent, his power was endless.
But now he knew that the gap was somewhat large.
"Senior, how should this Heavenly Calamity Frost Disaster Blade be handled?"
After lightly and casually slashing down Diao Xianlan, Chen Mobai withdrew his two great Primordial Spirit Manifestations, pointed at the demonic blade suppressed by the Hunyuan Bell and the Heaven and Earth Astrolabe, and asked.
"This