Ye Feng wanted to stop the Demon God Temple Master from escaping, but since Yuzhu did not make any move, he could only temporarily give up.
"One day, I will storm the Demon God Temple and rub that bastard of a Temple Master into the ground!"
Ye Feng silently swore to himself.
Afterward, he turned to Yuzhu, clasped his hands together, and said:
"Thank you, Yuzhu, for lending your aid. Ye is endlessly grateful."
If it weren't for Yuzhu's appearance, he would have had to use millions of prestige points to enter the Holy Divine Form for five seconds.
Although Ye Feng was looking forward to it, he was still uncertain in his heart.
The Holy Divine Form sounded strong, but whether it could instantly take down the Temple Master of the Demon God Temple was still unclear.
So, it was good that Yuzhu took action.
