"Mid-stage Moon Shine Realm, Space-Time Sword Saint, Minister Meng... you're truly not simple," the Hidden Sword Lord said coldly, his eyes narrowing.

The other three Morning Glow Realm cultivators remained silent, but their expressions were as if facing a formidable enemy.

The entire grand and vast battlefield of national destiny had lost its fervor because of Meng Qingzhou. No one had the heart to fight anymore.

An observing giant in the shadows spoke indifferently, "Even if Minister Meng is a Space-Time Sword Saint, what of it? Below the Morning Glow Realm, all are ants. No matter how monstrous his talent, he can't cross the chasm."