"Do you think I came so late just to avoid you?" Wu Heng's cold laughter pierced through the screeching of energy, clearly reaching the consciousness of the other party.
"You're courting death!" The roar of the Church Court God was like a thunderclap, shaking the space around them.
Golden divine spears instantly formed dozens of streaks, ready to tear through the sky and pursue the terrifying machines trailing flames.
Since Wu Heng dared to launch an attack in front of him, how could he let him intercept halfway?
Almost at the exact moment the golden divine spears appeared, the profound purple divine power was released afterward but arrived first, precisely intercepting those golden lights, exploding into brilliant yet fleeting energy fireworks.
"It seems..." Wu Heng's voice carried undisguised sarcasm, "you're not so... indifferent to the life and death of your followers? This flustered state doesn't quite match your usual image."
