The temptation to kill a Nascent Soul was enticing, but Meng Yu quickly regained his composure.
It was like when he had pushed Star Industrial Company to the brink, yet never showed his face again, because by that point, there would certainly be Golden Core shareholders descending from the Upper Realm to fight him with all they had.
What good would killing a Nascent Soul do me? Am I lacking in cultivation techniques or spirit stones?
Why should I fight to the death with him?
And, what was the deal with Mirror Twelve?
In an instant, Meng Yu thought of many things.
Thus, Meng Yu stayed silent, even holding his breath and hiding within the rocks, not even allowing his gaze to wander unnecessarily—a Nascent Soul, although suppressed in the Minor World in terms of cultivation, was still extremely keen with their divine sense!
