"They're coming, they're coming!"
The Moon God hanging at Wang Mu's waist shook happily.
As the only one who witnessed and participated in the whole event, there were many times she couldn't quite figure out the real relationship between Wang Mu and the person disguised as a Saint.
The only thing she could confirm was that they definitely had a grudge.
After their connection, it might even be a love tribulation.
Watching the skin on that person slowly disappear under the burning Karmic Fire was quite shocking.
Especially the madness in their eyes, so vastly different from the previous appearance of the Saint; the disguise wasn't just skilled.
Meanwhile, the only other observer, the Immortal Official Qian Mo, was also speechless, with his face twitching slightly.
"These two... were actually enemies?"
Qian Mo found it utterly absurd.
To think he was forced to this extent by a pair of enemies...
Furthermore...
"This person can even withstand the Karmic Fire..."
