Looking at the expanding pit below and the crushed body of the insect man within it, Xu Yuan's evaluation of Mu Xingyi sank even lower.
Not even worth half a hand of the Barbarian King.
If he were still in his Transcending Mortal Atypical Ghost form, he wouldn't even need external aids to single-handedly defeat Mu Xingyi.
The disappointing performance of Mu Xingyi, the so-called new Bug Saint, made Xu Yuan feel a pang of regret for all the traps he'd prepared in advance.
His resources were extremely limited, and the traps he'd just set were all area-of-effect explosions. Ideally, these would have taken down two Saints, but now they'd all been wasted on this useless Mu Xingyi.
With these thoughts in mind, Xu Yuan cast a sidelong glance at the towering city walls nearby.
Without waiting for Xu Yuan's command, the hundred heavy crossbows stationed on the East City Wall were already drawn back, aimed at the pit, controlled by Huang Shiwei.
