A young man in his twenties, with the cultivation of a King, stood before a Saint. Not only were their allies from Guanghan Palace stunned, even Xuanyou and Chenming, the two hostile Saints, were taken aback.
Good! He had guts!
"Fellow Daoist Qin, don't act rashly!" Jueqing Fairy cried out.
Being shocked, even pessimistic, about the formidable foundation of the Taiyin God Sect did not mean Jueqing Fairy believed they would all perish here. She merely feared they might fail to achieve everything in one battle and become mortal enemies with the Taiyin God Sect thereafter.
If that truly happened, then as the person who had single-handedly pushed this matter forward, her life would more or less be over.
In truth, Guanghan Palace had made other preparations for this expedition. For something as monumental as attacking the Taiyin God Sect, they could not possibly have failed to consider every angle before following along so recklessly.
Saint Hongdie was merely one of their safeguards.
Moreover, Qin Sheng had previously displayed such overwhelming confidence, claiming that even without Guanghan Palace, he could wipe out the Duanmu Family. Master of Eight Scenic Palace would not make empty boasts; he likely truly had another trump card.
The Headless Vengeful Corpse had indirectly proven precisely that.
Thus, Jueqing Fairy reckoned that Qin Sheng must also have a means of dealing with a Demon Saint. That was why, after this peerless great demon emerged, she had first wanted to see whether he had a solution.
As for foundations, expending even one would make any holy land or great clan bleed with heartache. Saving a little was better than wasting it.
Who would have thought...
Master of Eight Scenic Palace had gone up himself!
Guanghan Palace had already boarded Qin Sheng's ship. Fundamentally, this was a gamble.