The atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out. There was a huge mountain-like pressure that covered the sky above the entire square. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the person in the sky, but the disdain in everyone's eyes was as if they were looking at a joke.
"Zhi Ming, are you determined to become enemies with us without any helpers?" Beiting Qing confirmed for the last time. He looked at Zhi Ming with some pity. "If your son dies, you can still find someone to give birth to another one. It's not easy to advance to the Divine Realm. Why don't you cherish your life?"
