A Voice Comes from the Depths of the Darkness (II)

Hearing this statement, Xue Xingchuan narrowed his eyes even harder, slightly tightening the grip on his spear.

He was the second-ranked Divine General of the continent, his strength far surpassing ordinary peak level Star Condensation experts, faintly exceeding them by at least half a level. Taken together with the fact that he was in the prime of his life, at his peak in terms of spirit, bearing, or anything else, many people even believed that he had surpassed the guardian of the Mausoleum of Books, Divine General Han Qing.

Even if Mao Qiuyu and An Lin joined hands and had the assistance of one of the Li Palace's important treasures, Xue Xingchuan was confident he would be able to handle them, but could he really keep Chen Changsheng here?

Just then, a massive boom could be heard from the long street running parallel to the alley of the Northern Military Department, followed by the stamping of hooves, and then the collapse of buildings into plumes of dust!