"One, two, three, four, five…"
Kua E and his brothers were thrown onto the square outside the Divine Sleeping Palace, lying in a straight line. Xiang Liu was looking at them with a malicious grin on his face.
Transparent, colorful crystal coffins flew out from the Divine Sleeping Palace one after another. Every coffin had a black divine talisman stick on it, releasing black and cold streams of power which were coiling around the coffin like fierce serpents. Twisted spell symbols formed from dark crystals covered those coffins, sealing every coffin.
The faces of Kua E and his brothers had turned deathly pale. In a daze, they looked at those divine Gods inside those coffins. Every coffin flew that out of the palace had a family member of each of these captured divine Gods sleeping in it. Those were their parents!
