Between a rock and a hard place—that was Bu Fang's situation at the moment.
The light of the morning shone from the horizon. In front of him was the thousand-meter-high Divine Temple, and at the bottom of the pagoda sat the Keepers, their eyes bursting into dazzling light. Behind him, the crown prince stood proudly in midair, his barbaric glyphs glistening in the morning light.
In the Titan Divine Dynasty, the Keepers of the Divine Temple were second only to the Divine Emperor. They were extremely fearsome.
'I can't believe this foreigner dares to trespass into the Divine Temple. He's digging his own grave!'
In the crown prince's eyes, Bu Fang's cultivation base was only in the Demigod realm. Before this, when he got Bu Fang's information, he was very interested in this so-called genius, but now he had lost all his interest.
