"How dare you!"
The God Saint was furious and launched a god art with a wave of his hand.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven flicked his finger in response, nullifying the attack and smirked. "Trying to hurt others in front of me?"
"Even if you can protect him now, do you think you could protect him for the rest of his life, Primeval?"
The God Saint retorted coldly, "He insulted me with his words. Killing him does not break the accords between Saints."
He then shot a glance at Jiang He, sneering chillingly before his body disappeared like a puff of mist.
As the immense pressure overflowing with a sacred might disappeared, Jiang He became certain that the God Saint was gone. It was only then that he sighed in relief. "That was close, I was almost a corpse… Thanks for your help, Great Primeval."
The last part was naturally meant for the Primeval Lord of Heaven, but it left him speechless.
Great Primeval?
