In the Nine Heavens above,
Mu Qingliu stood with his hands behind his back.
The Taihao Immortal Mirror hovered above his head.
A terrifying beam of light from the mirror was already blasting towards Baiyu Island below.
At this moment, Mu Qingliu himself had arrived, carrying the true body of the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
In this realm, he, Mu Qingliu, was invincible. Erasing Baiyu Island would only require one strike.
"Master Yuanyang..."
The light in Mu Qingliu's eyes was indifferent.
Master Yuanyang had been a half-step Ancient Saint over a hundred years ago.
By now, he must be very close to becoming an Ancient Saint, but what of it?
If not yet an Ancient Saint, under the beam of the Taihao Immortal Mirror, he would surely die.
Even if he were an Ancient Saint, unless he was one of those three veteran Ancient Saints from the Nether Palace, Demon Saint's Nest, or Blood Demon Sea, he too would be gravely injured or crushed to death.
This was Mu Qingliu's confidence.