At this moment, Saint Mo intervened, clearly attempting to capitalize on the situation with minimal effort. However, what concerned Yang Tian most was whether Saint Mo had truly regained his terrifying power.
As the most fearsome loose cultivator in the galaxy, five million years ago, Saint Mo had already plunged the entire galaxy into chaos.
If Saint Mo really returned to his peak state, what kind of terrifying existence would that be?
With this thought, Yang Tian extended his divine sense towards Saint Mo's body, feeling an endlessly vast ocean-like aura. Yang Tian shook his head; in the current state, it was unclear whether Saint Mo had returned to his peak. But with Eliza severely injured, this was no time for Yang Tian to hesitate.
"Master's wife, take them and leave here first!"
Yang Tian commanded in a deep voice, then flew towards Saint Mo, his spiritual breath boiling up and condensing into a Heaven-shattering Palm Technique.
