"Asura, the six of us were born together, and there wasn't much difference in strength between us. Now you can obstruct us, but don't think of using the fact that we're injured to delay us. You can't make us retreat again. You've got no chance," Yaksha shouted and threw the divine prong in his hand.
It turned into a blur while rushing toward Asura with the scent of blood.
Asura narrowed his eyes, and his expression turned ugly. He extended his hand to hold back the divine prong, and divine power surged forth, sending the weapon back with a jolt.
He then looked at the expressions of the five ancient gods and saw that using divine energy to intimidate them was useless. It reminded him that someone in Lanlou was scheming against him and the five ancient gods, which resulted in the battle of gods staring in advance, and fury burned in his heart.
