The Gravestone of Qishen

"Since you don't want to cross, then don't even think about it."

Jian Wushuang and the others were his backup plan. Whether they succeeded or not, they could give him something to think about.

As for the others, he couldn't manage that much; he could only fight!

They couldn't afford to drag this out any longer.

Otherwise, if they gave Mie Sheng too much time, trouble would inevitably arise.

With a swoosh, Zhen Ling waved his hand, directly healing all the injuries on everyone's bodies.

This was tapping into the Origin Source of the Qishen Temple.

Even Jian Wushuang's aura recovered, but he couldn't restore the power of the Starry Sky.

At least Jian Wushuang needed half an hour of rest to completely recover the power of the Starry Sky and unleash his strongest abilities.