Chu Feng didn’t stop. His movements were like a gale, sending sand and stones flying. He carried the fluctuations of runes as he charged forward ferociously once again. He was determined to kill them as soon as possible.
Rumble!
The great deity king whose half of his body was in tatters and covered in a bloody mist roared in anger as he continuously retreated. However, he wasn’t as fast as Chu Feng and was caught up.
“Save me!”
He asked the other two for help. His eyes were full of desire to go on and live. He really didn’t want to die. His future would be incomparably bright after receiving such a generous gift from the heavens. His path in the future could be said to be full of flowers.
Regardless of whether he stayed at the end of the Yang Realm to bully others or entered the heavens, he would have a good future.
