But this was just the beginning. Facing the Heavenly Dragon Monk Yinghai, who was just standing there, was Donghuang, whose very presence began to erode the divine realm. Yinghai could only lift up Buddhist treasures one by one to resist the onslaught.
Even though the opponent didn't display any towering momentum or towering divine semblance, his subtle gestures brought a pressure to Yinghai that far surpassed those of the capital city god.
Yinghai had once been quite proud, thinking that even if he were to face a human immortal from the Taoist sect, he could retreat calmly. However, now, he was barely holding his ground against a seemingly ghostly immortal descended from the netherworld.
Howl—
