Wang Zhongze lazily lay down, placing the wine glass in his hand beside him. His hand gently raised, making a peculiar gesture. This gesture seemed like an eight, but the fingers weren't fully open, resembling more a door.
Little Juan's eyes widened sharply: "Divine Temple?"
Wang Zhongze nodded lightly.
"Divine Temple... does it really have a knife that can kill him?"
"Lin Su, the Wing Blade can't kill him, even the Immortal King fell by his hand. There are few knives in the world that can kill him!" Wang Zhongze said, "But however many there are, the one in the Divine Temple can certainly kill him!"
Little Juan's expression was complex: "The Nirvana of the Divine Temple! Even Jing Lei was thwarted twice, they can naturally kill him. However, I've always thought this 'Shocking God' was our adversary."
"Because he killed two of our top experts, you think he's our mortal enemy?"
"Yes!"
