Atop a mountain peak, Feng Wuchen flickered into appearance.
Gu Xingfeng, carrying the gravely injured Tianming and Chasing Moon, also flew over swiftly.
This location was ten thousand meters away from the Spirit Emperor Temple. Even if Gu Xingfeng had set traps, Feng Wuchen could still escape with greater ease.
"You really are confident, aren't you?" Seeing Gu Xingfeng arrive alone, Feng Wuchen remarked with a faint smile.
Gu Xingfeng responded coldly, "Heavenly Monarch Realm? I don't even take that seriously. But your caution is excessive—I haven't set any traps."
Gu Xingfeng's tone clearly belittled Feng Wuchen. Despite Feng Wuchen's massacre of the Glazed Light Sect, Gu Xingfeng still regarded him as inconsequential.
No matter how strong someone in the Heavenly Monarch Realm could be, they could never surpass the Heavenly Deity Realm.
But Feng Wuchen paid no mind to this.
"Better safe than sorry," Feng Wuchen shrugged and smiled.
