Lu Huaijiang's Deercry Sword was his Natal Spiritual Sword.
At this moment, the tip of the sword was pointed at him, and the Deercry Sword trembled violently.
It actually couldn't pierce down at all.
"Venerable, you can't." Yun Guihai was almost going crazy as he rushed towards the Divine World.
However, how could he be a match for the Divine Realm?
Monarch Zi Wei only used one move to make him spit out a mouthful of blood, his figure faintly discernible.
"Everyone, listen up and leave this place quickly! Without my command, no one is allowed to return!" Lu Huaijiang glanced at Chu Yun and Guihai.
Guihai's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the gods with hatred.
"Venerable One, wherever you are, we will follow."
Lu Huaijiang looked over with a stern gaze, but no one moved at all.
"Leave. Don't let me say it a second time. Without me, you can't beat them." Lu Huaijiang sighed softly.
