"Doesn't your Qianyuan Sacred Land take him just as seriously? You even used one of the Sacred Lord's Avatar Jade Slips. This boy must be involved in something significant."
"Haha, you're wrong. Not one! Jingnian, tell him how many of the Sacred Lord's Jade Slips you have!"
The corners of Mu Bai's lips lifted in a toothy smile. He flew calmly toward Lu Changlin, the Grand Elder of the Primordial Soul Sacred Land, and stretched out his hand to count on his fingers. Lu Changlin frowned slightly. Not daring to hesitate, he immediately waved his hand and vanished.
"Sacred Lord, he didn't dare find out, so Jingnian had no way to tell him..."
Mu Bai spread his hands and shrugged, expressing his helplessness.
"Hahaha, hahaha..."
Qian Fengshan's phantom threw back his head and laughed, with an air of looking down upon the whole world.
"Remember, those in the Dao Ling Realm fear death the most! After all, they are only one step away from perfection and immortality!"
With that, Qian Fengshan's phantom made no further move. He merely stood there coldly, his back straight, and frightened the White-Robed People and those wearing Bronze Masks out of their wits. The situation immediately reversed. Qian Dezhong and the black- and white-robed Qian Slaves surged in momentum, and within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they slaughtered every last attacker.
Qian Fengshan's phantom then dissipated as well. Mu Bai's face remained as calm as before, but towering waves surged in his heart. A mere phantom could slay a Dao Ling Realm existence and frighten powerful invading bandits out of their wits. He truly was an incomparably dominant figure, without equal in the world.
He ordered someone to collect the Brown-Robed Qian Slave's corpse, along with the Black-Robed Man's corpse,