Yuan Jin and Yuan Zhan were pressed down by the palms of the ten thousand gods and fell to the ground. They twitched on the ground and blood spurted out of their mouths.
Their faces were pale, and their bones were almost all broken.
On the side, the other people's faces were a little pale, but no one dared to speak.
Even the elders of Yuan Jin and Yuan Zhan didn't dare to speak up.
First, the pantheon itself was extremely powerful.
In addition, myriad God's identity was too special. His talent was unparalleled, and all the important figures of the primordial sacred lake had high hopes for him. He was heavily nurtured and was known as the seed of hope for the primordial godly spirit lineage.
In terms of background, who could compare to pantheon?
Who dared to touch him?
Yuan Jin and Yuan Zhan's elders could only turn a blind eye to this.
