Menyue's brutality was displayed vividly in its pupils, especially when it sensed an aura within the Heavenly Kitchen Pavilion that it would never forget. The endless years of defeat and enslavement resurfaced in its mind.
After a moment of wariness, it failed to sense that majestic aura. It was probably her descendant—but that was perfect!
Menyue activated its innate secret technique with the energy it had accumulated over the years. In an instant, the golden formation patterns across its body shattered inch by inch. Its massive body, comparable to the Cosmic Galaxy Bank, slowly rose to its feet as a deep roar rumbled from its mouth.
Seeing this, Xue Xi, who had accepted the commission, intended to directly send the Heavenly Kitchen Pavilion flying toward Menyue and then deal with it by thunderous means.
Suddenly, the leader of the Throne Angels, Aisna, spoke up. "Xue Xi, don't move yet. I'll test this bastard's strength first. It'll be a good chance to get some practice in, and then you can make your move."
Xue Xi said hesitantly, "There's no need, is there? Delays invite trouble. If Menyue makes too much of a commotion and affects the stability of the Mystic Realm above, wouldn't that be more trouble than it's worth?"
The Angel Kingdom Lord, on the other hand, no longer looked as anxious as before. "There's no need to worry too much about that. After several tremors, we joined forces to reinforce the Angel Mystic Realm. No matter how intense the battle gets in the short term, it won't cause too much damage to the surface."
Since both of the actual parties involved had said so, Xue Xi, the one entrusted with the task, had nothing more to say. She shrugged indifferently. "Fine, whatever. Just call out early if you can't