"Dantong, what do you think?"
Qianhun looked at Dantong again. He understood very well that if Feng Wuchen and Dantong disagreed, he would be powerless to stop today's grand battle.
"Brother Feng, this guy talks too much; should we kill him?" Dantong looked at Feng Wuchen and asked, seemingly ignoring Qianhun's words.
At this moment, everyone's eyes, including those of the Great Main God and others, turned to Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen looked at Qianhun, and the originally expressionless face gradually revealed a faint smile.
Feng Wuchen's faint smile made Qianhun a bit unclear.
"What does Lord Feng mean?" Qianhun couldn't help but ask.
Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and said, "I sense two auras on you; one is yours, and for the sake of the other aura, I'll spare them this time, but there won't be a next time."
Upon hearing this, Qianhun was greatly shaken; Feng Wuchen's words left him astonished.
