An era of Celestial Gods, to be so ridiculed by someone, left Ma Yuan both shocked and angry, while feeling fear in his heart, afraid he might fall here.
He held the Bronze Short Spear, wanting to pierce Shi Hao with it, but alas, his ambition exceeded his abilities.
"Buzz!"
Even so, when he struck, it was still accompanied by roaring winds, mountains splitting, grass and trees breaking, sand and stones flying, the Bronze Spear transforming into lightning and stabbing toward Shi Hao.
Shi Hao did not confront it, his body darting out like a stream of light, as the nearby confinement had already been broken open; he had no need to fight desperately here, especially with ancient monstrosities still glaring around.
"Swoosh!"
A divine rainbow flew over, brilliantly attacking Ma Yuan with immense power.
