At this moment, Ren Piaomiao in Mo Guming's eyes was overwhelming, impossible to look directly at.
Such a powerful aura could already match the two inside who were dueling.
"Supreme..." Mo Guming subconsciously uttered two words.
Northern Zhou, unexpectedly, has another Supreme warrior. Originally, Northern Zhou already vaguely had the momentum to surpass Daqian; is it now going to completely overtake Daqian?
"This needs to be kept secret, understand?" Qing Yu turned his head, looked at the other three, and laughed lightly.
Under the intimidation of the Supreme, the three nodded subconsciously.
The original intent was to keep Ren Piaomiao's identity in the wheelchair posture, waiting for the day to secretly catch people by surprise. But unexpectedly, the Sword God suddenly came, delivering such a big gift.
