Chen Changsheng did not enter the Green Leaf World, nor did he enter the Garden of Zhou.
He could not be sure that the Angel was like the previous Demon Lord and able to see through spatial laws.
He would not make this choice, not until the final moment.
So against this current peril, what would he do?
He did something surprising.
He closed his eyes.
This was not disdain.
It was also not surrender.
It only symbolized focus, that he was attempting to find a way to break out of this situation.
The Angel was standing outside the storm of swords, its hand holding a spear of light and stabbing it toward him.
He knew that this was not what was really going on.
In this period, in that sight that he could not be at all sure was real, that Angel had been moving the entire time.
A moment ago, it was in the deepest part of the darkness, and in the next moment, it was at the weakest point of the sword array, and then it returned to its original position.
