Huh?
In the distant star battlefield.
A group of Quasi-Saints vying for the Qilin's Body and the Demon Ancestor Ancient Bell all stopped simultaneously.
They exchanged glances full of suspicion.
"Has the Qilin Emperor fallen?"
There was no other more reliable guess.
Those present knew that the Qilin Emperor had cut off its tail like a lizard, abandoning its body and allowing its Primordial Spirit to escape.
Only when an existence above a Quasi-Saint falls does the world fill with sorrow.
So at this moment, which Quasi-Saint is the most vulnerable, most likely to fall, is self-evident.
"Which Quasi-Saint was the one to strike?"
Those present were puzzled, guessing various things, yet none associated it with Lin Heng.
In the eyes of a Quasi-Saint.
Even a weakened Quasi-Saint can only be slain by another Quasi-Saint.
But what they did not anticipate.
At this moment, in the far distance, Lin Heng had already concealed himself with Chaos Qi.
