"What the hell?"
Lu Zheng jumped in surprise. How is this Divine King so powerful? It's completely different from his previous behavior!
What the heck?
Lu Zheng was ready to abandon his Divine Thought within the Wall Painting World, after all, facing an old monster with at least a thousand years of Dao Practice, Lu Zheng felt utterly helpless.
Turn off the computer! Unplug the power!
There's a gas leak at home, run!
However, Lu Zheng certainly wouldn't simply surrender to death. At the very least, he wanted to try and grab his phone while running, perhaps even take Madam Du and her daughter out, so he activated his True Qi within, and shouted, "Open!"
At least make an effort to struggle, right?
And then...
Feeling light, Lu Zheng broke free from his restraints.
"Huh?"
Lu Zheng suddenly realized that the strength he was displaying seemed much stronger than his actual ability?
His eyes flashed, Lu Zheng stepped in front of Madam Du and her daughter, then formed a hand seal.
