"Farewell for now; I'll be waiting for you in the depths of the True Martial Cultivation Field, the final battleground of the Inheritance Land," the Swallowing Heaven Emperor said.
"You can defeat the Battle Slave, I believe, but there's still a Guardian Slave. Are you confident?" Mu Chen asked.
"I've never been afraid of a one-on-one fight, but you do make me a bit apprehensive," the Swallowing Heaven Emperor said with a smile.
"Don't overestimate me; I might not be able to match you after all."
"Whether we can match each other or not is irrelevant; our goal is the Asura God. If we can't kill the Asura God, it's all for nothing."
"True."
"Let's go."
"Okay."
The Swallowing Heaven Emperor didn't linger; he disappeared in an instant.
"Let's go, wife, to the Path of Death. They say if you make it through, you'll gain 200 billion Combat Power, so why not?" Mu Chen said seriously.
"I know, husband."
