Killing a Saint
Editor: Larbre Studio
"He stopped it?"
"The Empress' power can't kill him?"
There were countless Monks gathered in the Black Market, all from various sects. At the moment, they were all extremely shocked. Some were even shaking, either out of terror or excitement.
It was hard to imagine just how strong Zhang Ruochen had to be to stop the Heir Stamp supported by the Empress' power.
Kong Hongbi and Saint General Gui Gu hadn't run far. They were still in the Black Market. Hiding in a stronghold of the Sacred Central Crypt, they activated a defensive formation.
Standing within the light shield, Kong Hongbi inhaled sharply. "Ouyang Huan has such a fatal attack," he said coldly. "Once he uses the Heir Stamp, even the first of the Half-Saint Rank might not be able to take it."