Hearing Mu Qing's words, Jian Xinhen frowned.
Mu Qing and the others had only just broken through. Their realms were likely not even stabilized yet. If they rashly faced Shen Mietian, the chances of death would be high!
Tian Zang suddenly glanced at Mu Qing, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He understood what Mu Qing intended to do!
Condensing a Saint Physique ahead of time required powerful external pressure to stimulate it!
This was something only he and Mu Qing knew.
"Understood. Leave Shen Mietian to you." Tian Zang gave a chuckle. He understood Mu Qing's thoughts better than anyone at that moment.
Seeing that Mu Qing had made up his mind, Jian Xinhen and the others said no more. Each chose an opponent and prepared for battle.
"Hahaha! I can finally let out a breath!"
Wu Sheng laughed loudly. He had forcibly trapped Shen Mietian; though he appeared unharmed on the surface, his soul had already been injured.
However, with a Sacred Artifact in hand, he could make up for it with his strength and remain among the final-stage Supremes.
"You are very arrogant."
Shen Mietian's gaze fell on Mu Qing. His expression seemed utterly unmoved, yet his tone concealed murderous intent.
"Arrogance naturally requires the capital to back it up."
Mu Qing grinned.
His Sun Scripture had merely reached perfection. Even if his energy was boundless and his endurance in battle astonishing, he was still no match for a monstrous final-stage Supreme.
However, he had quite a few trump cards and was not afraid of Shen Mietian in the slightest.
On the other side, Jian Xinhen naturally sought out Little Lich. The Lich Clan of Death Hell and Sword City, the super-ranked force of the Life Royal Court, had their share of grudges. This