Zi Man and the others looked troubled. They could not forget that it was not only Qin Ming here, there were also the God, Qian Sha, and even Ouyang Tianzhan who had yet to appear.
Considering Qin Ming's performance, it would probably take a lot of effort for the five of them to take him down. And that was without taking into account the presence of the Great Ape King.
Just then, a figure materialized; it was the phantom of Zi Mu.
He stood in the void, clad in an Imperial Robe, his gaze settling on Fan Zehuan.
"Ziwei's disciple? Very well, I will give you the chance to grow. Leave now, and when you reach the Divine Nine-layered Heaven, we will have our battle. I want to prove to the world that I am the true legitimate successor of Ziwei," Zi Mu said, astonishingly choosing to let Fan Zehuan go.
This was surprising and somewhat unbelievable.
If they were in his position, they would definitely kill Fan Zehuan immediately, giving him no chance.
But Zi Mu's action was puzzling.
