The child looked at everyone arrogantly, as if he did not care about them at all.
He was the projection of the deity when he was young, so he naturally had the right to be so arrogant.
No matter what the other party's identity was, the child now was just a more realistic projection in the late stage of the foundation establishment stage.
"Let me do it!" A voice was shouted out from among the Heaven's Favorites.
It was the person carrying a long sword on his back, Mu Qingfeng.
The true essence under his feet trembled as he directly jumped from his formation platform to the huge yin-yang formation platform in the middle.
Mu Qingfeng faced the young child shadow. His eyes were filled with a grave expression. If one were to look at this child with the eyes of a child, it was likely that he would not even know how he died.
