"Xia Dynasty's Song!?"
Several Nanxi Saint Clan experts with cultivation at Eternal Minor Perfection or above cried out in unison.
At their level of cultivation, barring unusual accidents, living for several million years was hardly difficult.
Their Nanxi Saint Clan had always lived in the shadows.
Song's existence was no secret.
Quite a few of them had truly seen Song and even clearly understood her terrifying defensive capabilities.
After drawing a sharp breath, the man said in a somewhat grave voice, "No wonder you dared let that Star Realm expert make a move. So the Xia Dynasty's former foremost master of defense has actually joined your ranks."
As he spoke, his expression was incomparably ugly.
Qin Shaofeng merely smiled faintly upon hearing this and said, "It seems you've observed things quite carefully in secret. You even recognize Song."
"Kid, Song's defensive abilities may indeed be formidable, but don't forget that she isn't even at Eternal Minor Perfection. At most, she's only at Eternal Peak. Now look at how many Eternal Peak experts we have here!" the man roared again.
Yet it was impossible to know how much sincerity his words contained and how much was merely a fierce face masking a timid heart.
"Is having a large number of people really useful?"
Seeing that he had truly restrained the man with his words, Qin Shaofeng laughed loudly and abruptly raised his right hand above his head.
The fully formed Emperor Sword fell into his hand.
"Kid, you were actually stalling for time?" the man roared.
"Whether I was or not is no longer important. Since you've come here seeking death, then go die together!" Qin Shaofeng bellowed and charged toward the crowd with his sword in hand.
The moment he took a step, ripples appeared in the starry sky beneath