Everyone was appalled. Such formidable strength of the God Lord was so feeble in front of Lin Shen, forcing many to reassess the true power of the Celestial Court.
Flarela had a complex expression, and the Ximen Swordsman frowned in contemplation, seemingly pondering whether he could withstand the force of Lin Shen's strike if directed at him; the conclusion did not seem optimistic.
"The level gap is too vast; force cannot be matched." Someone shook their head and sighed.
At this moment, everyone thought the same: such a large level gap, direct confrontation was impossible, victory could only be attained through skill, which was their only chance.
The God Lord ignored his wounds, stood up from the ground. His wounds had automatically healed, the dirt on his body also had naturally fallen off.
Everyone thought the God Lord wanted to fight again, after all, he only lost in strength, not in skill.
"I lost." The God Lord said and turned away.
