Primordial Heavenly Venerate wore a fierce expression, his gaze fixed straight on Qin Mu as he marveled inwardly:
"His strength has improved even further compared with the battle in the West Sea!"
In the previous battle at the West Sea, Primordial Heavenly Venerate had crossed hands with Qin Mu, so he naturally knew the measure of his strength.
Back then, Qin Mu had already been able to slay him.
This time, with a casual palm strike, Qin Mu had driven back all four Saints like them. The strength he possessed could be glimpsed from that alone.
As he thought this, Primordial Heavenly Venerate's gaze shifted toward Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, and the Dragon Emperor at his side, and he said in a deep voice:
"Everyone."
"Qin Mu's strength is extraordinary. Strike with all your power. Hold nothing back!"
Hearing what Primordial Heavenly Venerate said, the three Saints, including Jie Yin, nodded solemnly.
They were all very clear in their hearts that if they could not defeat Qin Mu today, then that strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi would naturally be beyond their grasp.
The next moment, all four Saint-level existences locked firmly onto Qin Mu.
Qin Mu stood in the void, his expression utterly without the slightest ripple.
"What?"
"You four only have this much ability?"
After a brief silence, Qin Mu spoke mockingly.
Hearing what Qin Mu said, Primordial Heavenly Venerate and the other three Saints' faces immediately darkened, feeling utterly stripped of face.
Especially Primordial Heavenly Venerate—he was so furious his face flushed red to the ears.
After all, he had always cared the most about face.
"Qin Mu!"
"Don't be so arrogant!"
In furious rage, Primordial Heavenly Venerate roared aloud. The Pangu Banner he held in his hand instantly unfurled in the wind, and the magic power within