"Junior Brother, feel free to attack." Archean Mountain Lord stood in midair. He had been a Regis Godfiend for nearly 300 years, and he cultivated the Archean Divine Body. His mastery over his techniques was immense. Now that he was fighting against someone weaker—akin to a bully—it was naturally easier for him to deal with a Marquis Godfiend. He could tell that his junior brother's body was extraordinary, but his attacking prowess was limited.
Meng Chuan stood there. Within 1,000 feet, the void around him collapsed and distorted. It was difficult for the void to withstand the combined power of his Undying Body's countless particles.
"Senior Brother, be careful." Meng Chuan instantly drew his saber and moved.
