Only now did Duobao and the others realize that the terror of this battle had already far exceeded their imagination.
As a Quasi-Saint, Taiyi possessed terrifying, matchless power.
With every move, laws intertwined and order stretched across the void, revealing a might that could crush all the heavens.
Beneath his pressure, even the mountains and rivers across hundreds of millions of miles shook violently, as though about to shatter.
"Master, let us go help Senior Brother Changqing."
Bixiao looked expectantly at Tongtian as she spoke.
Hearing this, Tongtian glanced helplessly at Bixiao and scolded her with a laugh.
"Hmph, you little rascal. What's this about helping my disciple Changqing?"
"You just want to join the excitement."
Tongtian knew this disciple of his very well.
This girl never feared a spectacle growing too big.
Of course, having witnessed Gu Changqing's peerless bearing earlier, she also wanted to go show off a little herself.
At his words, Bixiao immediately gave an embarrassed smile. Clearly, Tongtian had hit upon exactly what she was thinking.
Duobao, however, wore a grave expression.
"Master, Di Jun and Taiyi have both reached the perfected Quasi-Saint realm. Their strength could even be considered the pinnacle of Quasi-Saint."
"I fear... only your intervention can keep Junior Brother Changqing safe now."
Duobao searched his own heart.
Had he been the one facing either Di Jun or Taiyi, he would have had no chance of victory.
Rather, he would have been killed in an instant.
How could Duobao not be deeply worried?
Yet upon hearing Duobao's words, Tongtian gazed thoughtfully at the scene in the Demon Court, his eyes profound.
A moment later, he shook his head.
"No need!"
"I have a feeling that my disciple Changqing has yet to reach his limit."
"Perhaps... he still has the strength to fight!"