As the two figures rushed out one after the other, the pressure in the dark room immediately lessened, and the empty room felt somewhat deserted.
Seeing the intense fighting outside, Zhang Ling'er and Lu Shan exchanged a glance, seemingly seeking the latter's opinion.
Lu Shan spoke first, "Ling'er, what is your current cultivation level?"
"The second realm among the five realms of immortals and mortals—the Profound Spirit Realm," Zhang Ling'er replied, then asked in return, "And you?"
“Slightly higher than you, at the Dharma Aspect Realm,” Lu Shan said.
Compared to their peers, their cultivation level is already considered exceptional. Reaching the Profound Spirit or Dharma Aspect realm at this age greatly increases their chances of becoming Saints in the future. If they accumulate enough foundation, becoming Saint King warriors is not impossible.
However, compared to Jiang Jinyu, who is like a demon, they are naturally incomparable.
After all... what others start is what they finish.
With the immense resources of the dragon race, let alone saints, even those with only a little talent for cultivation could be nurtured into saint kings.
This is the source of confidence for the top powers of the Nine Provinces Continent.
Lu Shan hugged Zhang Ling'er tighter and whispered in her ear, "Let's not go out. That's a battle between saints. We're just tiny ants. They could kill us with a single thought. So let's not go and join in the fun."
Actually, for Lu Shan, watching the excitement was secondary; as long as he could hold Zhang Ling'er in his arms, he would be willing to stay with her until the end of time.
He wasn't worried about the battle situation outside at all. After all, with several powerful figures in charge, if Wentian Tower couldn't even handle this little trouble, then the cheat system he received would be too weak.
Moreover, Zhou Mu is also the chosen one of destiny. Not to mention how powerful the protagonist's halo is, just the self-destructive system that might malfunction at any time is already quite formidable.
Why is he worrying about Zhou Mu's safety? He should be worrying about his own situation instead.
So, Lu Shan, filled with the thoughts of a bystander, held the person in his arms tightly while the fight raged outside. He felt the fragrance emanating from her and suddenly thought that everything was infinitely beautiful. How wonderful it would be if time could just stop right there.
He ignored the constant vibrations coming from the outside world.
Zhang Ling'er, nestled in his arms, was like a sheltered young animal, enjoying a unique tranquility.
Lu Shan was right. Their cultivation level was too low. Going there would only make them cannon fodder and distract them. So why bother going and causing trouble?
Outside, the battle was raging.
The battle between Jiang Jinyu and the demon Zhou Tong was particularly fierce, so fierce that it was no exaggeration to say that the heavens and earth were shattered. Fortunately, it was in a remote rural area; otherwise, such a commotion would have caused countless innocent casualties.
Even so, the land was left scarred and devastated, as if it had experienced a massive geological disaster.
However, even though no ordinary people noticed this place, some top figures still looked over.
Such as Zhang Tianjian, the head of the Sword God Palace, and naturally, Zhao Tianfu, the head of the Four Seas Pavilion.
Zhang Tianjian was much more nervous, simply because his beloved daughter was inside the Wentian Tower. However, out of trust in the Wentian Tower, he calmed down and, after waiting for further news, summoned all the core elders of the Sword God Palace, those who were at the Saint level.
If the situation truly spirals out of control, they can rush to the battlefield immediately to prevent the situation from worsening.
Although that level of combat is beyond their control.
In contrast, Zhao Tianfu was watching with great interest, his mouth practically agape in a grin. The more heated the competition was, the greater his chances of seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
He was completely unaware that if the Sword God Palace were truly destroyed, then the Phantom Pavilion's next target would be him, Zhao Tianfu.
at the same time
At the Wentian Tower, Zhou Mu and Zhang Heng also engaged in combat. The pressure from the Saint-level was almost suffocating Zhou Mu. Even with the temporary spiritual power provided by the system, he could only briefly reach the Saint level.
However, there is still an insurmountable gap between them and Zhang Heng, who is at the Saint King level.
Therefore, it was extremely difficult to deal with, and after only a few rounds, Zhou Mu was at a disadvantage. Then, Zhang Heng used his deadly move.
Zhou Mu gazed at the overwhelming demonic energy sweeping in, a mocking smile curving his lips.
This is the moment he's been waiting for.
With all his spiritual energy dissipated and unable to resist, he was now like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.
Inside the room, Zhang Ling'er looked at Lu Shan with some confusion, "Is Zhou Mu just waiting to die?"
Zhang Ling'er, who knew Zhou Mu's personality to some extent, was naturally not foolish enough to think that Zhou Mu was helpless at this moment. Zhou Mu was like a treasure box, and who knows when he would pop out something new and surprising.
Lu Shan smiled meaningfully, "Do you think he's really at his wit's end?"
As for the system, it was somewhat of a secret to Zhou Mu, and after much hesitation, he ultimately decided not to reveal it.
Zhang Ling'er shook her head. Her intuition told her that Zhou Mu would never admit defeat so easily.
Even though the current situation shows that Zhou Mu has been forced into a desperate situation, it is already quite remarkable that a Saint-level martial artist has been able to fight against a Saint King-level martial artist until now.
Even if you fail, it's not that shameful.
After all, the gap between a sage and a sage king is an insurmountable chasm.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're worlds apart.
Standing before Zhou Mu, Zhang Heng, who had unleashed his full power in an attack, was now somewhat bewildered and uncertain.
For someone as cautious as him, Zhou Mu's reaction was questionable. They had already fought to this point; wouldn't it be too late to admit defeat? There was no other way but to wait for death.
If it were a full-force attack, perhaps there would be a way to survive. Is Zhou Mu really that stupid that he can't even do this calculation?
If anyone thinks Zhou Mu is a fool, then he really is a fool.
Zhang Heng, being so intelligent, would never be a fool.
However, he wasn't foolish enough to withdraw his attack. Instead, he gathered all his strength and concentrated it in his palm, instantly increasing the attack power countless times. A terrifying darkness swept out with a boundless killing intent, which mixed together, making the already dim sky appear even more turbulent and unpredictable.
Even if a celestial being were to come today, it wouldn't save your dog's life.
As that slightly murderous voice rang out, a hint of crimson light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, appearing as swift as a startled swan.
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