Chương 1116: Eight Peaks Thunder Prison!

Mu Fusheng naturally would not let something unexpected happen.

As prodigies of a Divine Master-level faction, they had come with a purpose.

Then, if it was Mu Fusheng, he would definitely let them bring some trump cards, some seemingly foolproof trump cards!

According to Song Xiao, the seven Divine Master-level factions planned to join forces to figure out the purpose of the Supervisory Temple in this ancient battlefield.

With the foundation of the other party's Divine Master-level faction, they would probably take out at least one trump card to resist a Divine Master-level powerhouse.

As for taking out something even stronger…

They could not control it with their strength!

From the looks of it, Mu Fusheng's guess was extremely correct.

Seeing the God Slaying Spear that cut through the void, Mu Fusheng smiled and said, "Perfect. Let's try the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison that Senior gave me…"