"Invade the Forbidden Land of Thunder God?"
The puppet avatars inhabited by various Alien Gods looked at each other in dismay, falling into deep contemplation.
After a long while,
The Youkui, worshipped by the Ghost Clan, spoke softly, "He breeds the Ming Prison Soul Bees, our Divine Consciousness that is invincible everywhere else, dares not corrupt his Sea of Consciousness, for that would be like, sending a meat bun to beat a dog."
"Remove our advantage in this aspect, and he wields the Heart of Winter, also reigning over The Frozen Land."
Youkui's tone was bitter, "In our current state where our true bodies cannot descend and we can only fight with these shells, I fear... we might not be able to defeat him."
Following those words, the other gods fell silent.
Yang Luo said nothing as well.
After an uncomfortable silence, a hint of confusion flashed across Yang Luo's beautiful face.
