Before he could finish speaking, Su Shi'er's peripheral vision swept over Jun Duxing's physical body.
A ripple of spatial energy flashed in his palm, and he returned it to his Small world space.
Whether the Descendants of Gods' preparations would work against Demon God Xuantianjun or not, they had ultimately been created specifically to deal with Demon God Xuantianjun.
Su Shi'er, Fairy Yun Hua, and Jun Duxing—the three of them were precisely the vessels for that immense power of the Descendants of Gods.
Naturally, Fairy Yun Hua required no concern from Su Shi'er.
But Jun Duxing was naturally a different case.
Now that the Tian Gang Sect had suffered such a drastic upheaval, even Huo Yuanzhen, whom Su Shi'er knew within the Tian Gang Sect, had perished at Demon God Xuantianjun's hands.
Su Shi'er knew none of those who remained.
Perhaps there were trustworthy people among them, but if someone had ulterior motives, Jun Duxing in his current state could be refined with only a little effort into a true puppet.
A puppet of the Tribulation Crossing stage would be an enormous challenge even to a Tribulation Crossing stage magnate.
Considering that they would inevitably face Demon God Xuantianjun in the future, Su Shi'er still felt it was better for Jun Duxing's physical body to remain in his own hands under the current circumstances.
Together with Jun Duxing's Life Tablet, if he found a way to help him gather his soul again, it would be far more practical than placing his hopes in others and testing the depths of their humanity.
The few people present saw Su Shi'er's actions, though none of them knew what he was thinking at that moment.
Still, not one of them dared say anything.
What a joke.
The Tian Gang Sect had already ended up