"I rather agree with your point of view." Mu Qing smiled faintly.
Indeed, as long as he was strong enough, Shen Mietian could kill Long Mingqing and the others who had only just entered the terminal stage of the Supreme realm. Perhaps he could even kill terminal-stage Supremes like Wu Sheng, who had yet to reach the monster-class.
So long as no monster-class expert stopped Shen Mietian, he could kill them one by one!
"You know that, yet you still chose to do this?"
Shen Mietian raised a brow and asked in surprise, "You're not afraid of death?"
In his view, only monster-class terminal-stage Supremes could stop him—and even then, they could merely stop him.
Mu Qing had only just entered the terminal stage of the Supreme realm. There was no way he could be his match.
Yet in response to Shen Mietian's question, Mu Qing chuckled. Then his expression turned solemn. With a flip of his hand, he took out a supreme treasure.
Seeing Mu Qing's action, Shen Mietian's gaze fell upon the object in his hand.
It was not a sacred artifact, but a Sovereign sacred relic!
It was a seashell. Resting quietly within it was a black pearl riddled with tiny holes. Every hole was as deep as a Black Hole, gleaming with a dark and eerie light, as though each contained an unknown world leading into a mysterious universe.
Mu Qing secretly activated the Sacred Body secret art he had obtained from Tian Zang. Immediately afterward, dense cracks spread across the seashell and black pearl in his palm. With a bang, they shattered.
A vast expanse of poisonous mist surged forth like black clouds, while purple-black rays burst out like sharp blades, piercing toward the surroundings.
The poison cloud shrouded the space above Mu Qing's head,