The caretaker of the Futian Palace altar was slightly relieved after receiving confirmation from Ling Tian.

In the entire underworld, there are few quasi-emperors who do not know Mu Feng.

Since the guardian of the Futian Palace altar is a quasi-emperor warrior, he naturally also knows how powerful Mu Feng is.

Since Ling Tian and Mu Feng knew each other, he was not worried about Ling Tian's life.

At this time, the three people from Zhuanlun Minggong had stood together, their expressions slightly complicated.

"Mufeng, this is a matter between my Zhuanluan Ming Palace and Futian Palace. I hope you won't interfere!"

The caretaker of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld frowned deeply and said to Mu Feng solemnly.

As he spoke, he changed his previous aggressive tone.

It seemed that he was very afraid of Mu Feng.

However, this is no wonder.

Although Mu Feng is only a high-ranking Holy Emperor realm warrior, he is a person on the Holy List of the Underworld.

There are only a handful of Saint Emperor realm warriors on the Saint List of the Underworld.

But each one is terrifyingly powerful.

At the very least, his strength is far higher than those of the quasi-emperors who have not been listed on the holy list.

All the altar keepers here are quasi-emperor realm warriors.

It's a pity that none of them are on the holy list and their strength is mediocre.

Otherwise, they would not be sent by the major forces to serve as altar guards.

"I'm too lazy to get involved in the affairs of Zhuanlun Ning Palace and Futian Palace."

Mu Feng glanced at the caretaker of the Altar of the Wheel of the Underworld, and said casually, "But now someone wants to kill my junior brother, I can only intervene because of the pressure."

"Junior brother?"

Everyone here could not help but be stunned when they heard the sound, and felt more or less confused in their hearts.
Chapter completed!