The light pressed down on the primitive God.
Roar!
The primitive God roared and struggled as if he wanted to break out of the suppression of the light and get out of the purple bronze coffin.
However, the light was too strong. No matter how hard the original God tried, he couldn't move. Instead, he continued to press down.
The primitive God seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure and was slowly pushed back into the purple bronze coffin.
At first, it was the head, then the arms, and slowly, it returned to the purple copper coffin and disappeared.
"This ..."
Lu Ming and ye Ling were dumbfounded.
Especially Lu Ming, his heart was in turmoil and he was extremely shocked.
He knew how powerful this primitive godly spirit was.
That was a primitive deity at the 'master God' level, equivalent to an existence at the origin realm. He had once fought a battle with the heavenly venerates of the heavenly Palace and ended in a draw.
