"The Blood Blade Group of the Fallen Blade?"
Monarch Jumang, who presided over the Hall of Four Seasons, had his pupils constrict sharply.
"And Team Number Three?"
Meanwhile, Qing Yu, the Palace Master of the Rainwater Palace known as the Light of Revival, was utterly dumbfounded.
The divine race, the Fallen Blade, the Blood Blade Group.
Any one of those names was a nightmare to Zhou Guang of the human race, even to Monarchs.
Almost every time their names were mentioned, it was inevitably accompanied by the fall of some Saint Emperor-level great figure.
And Team Number Three...
They had likely slain Heavenly Emperors!
Saint Emperors, Heavenly Emperors!
Those were truly great figures within humanity's territory.
The Zhou Guang and Monarchs on the battlefield might not have felt it so keenly, but for people like them, who held key posts in the rear of the human race and had already shifted their focus from improving their cultivation to advancing their status, every one of those figures could change their lives and dictate their fates.
If even such figures could be slain by the divine race's Blood Blade Group, then the terror of those fiends was plain to see.
And now, such a squad—four great Monarchs—had nearly been wiped out by Li Pin alone!?
Qing Yu, this Light of the Universe, felt only that her true spirit was shaken as if struck by thunder, buzzing incessantly as she remained unable to recover her senses for a long while.
Emperor Qing Jianmu glanced at the item in Qing Yu's hand. Recalling the Supreme Beings' personal assessment of Li Pin as a "Supreme Seed," even a trace of envy surfaced in his eyes. "You truly have good fortune."
He sighed softly. "Judging from this Origin Saint Emperor's attitude, he places great importance on