His pupils immediately contracted.
In fact, Jin Quexie had a little-known identity—he was Fuqiang's disciple.
The only one who was personally taught by him.
Despite his youthful appearance, he is actually over fifty years old.
Theoretically speaking, he should address Jiang Wuyuan as "Junior Brother".
Because the relationship between his master and Nian Zhizun is... really complicated. It can only be said that these two have disliked each other for a long time, but they are also the kind of people who would go to great lengths for each other at any time.
Furthermore, it was because Fu Qiang had used his bracelet to remind him to take good care of Jiang Wuyuan on the way here that Jin Quexie took the initiative to greet Jiang Wuyuan.
Moreover, he always protected Jiang Wuyuan, which can be considered as fulfilling his master's entrustment.
Unexpectedly, this kid's spatial abilities are quite impressive; he runs really fast.
However, the divine soul power of a Grandmaster at the peak is naturally extremely vast.
Jin Quexie extended his divine sense and quickly found Jiang Wuyuan's figure not far away.
It's not hard to find, after all, there's a huge golden array pattern under the kid's feet.
It was truly dazzling in the chaotic and filthy battlefield of the abyss.
Having experienced the terrifying power boost from that sword formation, Jin Quexie couldn't bring himself to say anything against his conscience.
It was a very shocking method.
At this moment, the young man who was receiving much attention from Jin Quexie had a surge of golden light in his eyes.
When he saw a claw of a mid-stage sixth-tier alien race, deeply mutated, clawing fiercely at the boy, Jin Quexie gripped his heavy sword tightly, hesitated for a moment, and did not immediately come to his aid.
He had heard some of Jiang Wuyuan's exploits, such as defeating a Grandmaster-level expert despite being of a higher level.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to join the Traceless Hunting Group with her late-stage Empress cultivation.
He knows his master very well.
Even if the Supreme Nian's disciple comes in person, the rules still apply.
Without strength, one cannot enter the top tier.
Adhering to the principle of trust, Jin Quexie kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield where Jiang Wuyuan was.
Suddenly, a towering golden phantom slowly emerged behind the black-clad youth.
The towering body of the deity was so imposing that it was almost impossible to look directly at him.
But Jin Quexie glanced at it hastily and saw that the illusory figure's dignified and solemn face was full of a divine expression that was neither sad nor happy.
The next moment, the god followed the boy and unleashed the sword-shaped phantom in his hand.
In an instant, the world was in turmoil.
Even the sky, which had been shrouded in thick dark clouds, seemed to gleam with the sun's brilliant light after this sword strike.
Devouring Star excitedly let out a sword cry, carrying a chilling sword intent, pointing directly at the densely packed alien race coming towards it.
With just this one sword strike, it seemed as if the world had opened up.
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