"Senior Divineheart, I'll be troubling you."
Yi Yun cupped his fists at Divineheart. For him to make a stand here, he needed to rely on Divineheart.
Before Divineheart even said a word, Yi Yun felt his surrounding temperature plummet.
He turned his head and looked at Golden Winged Celestial Peng.
From the moment Yi Yun appeared, he had completely ignored Golden Winged Celestial Peng. That infuriated the Godly Monarch.
"Do you really think I won't dare to attack you here?"
Golden Winged Celestial Peng's voice was deep and powerful. His churning lifeblood forces nearly manifested as visible sound waves. The vibrations they emitted made one's heart resonate with them as though they would explode.
The Taixia disciples present retreated with pale faces. Even Divine Lord experts like Steward Zhou found their chests feeling heavy and uncomfortable.
