Those who could run had already fled.
Although the many eternal-level beings seemed formidable, they could only fight when the wind was at their back. At the slightest setback, they ran faster than anyone else, for the God of War Emperor was the most ferocious demon king, slaying whoever crossed his path.
Each fought for their own cause, hoping the Master of Divine Weapons could stall the God of War Emperor a while longer, caring nothing for his life or death.
The Master of Divine Weapons gazed into Chu Yuan's eyes, and fear took root.
His power was completely suppressed; this person was undoubtedly an invincible existence for him, yet even if he wished to flee, he could not.
He was filled with extreme indignation; was it because his true form was the divine weapon of the mightiest that he had to be dealt with?
He too was a renowned strongman, yet he was forced into such a predicament.
"Divine Martial!"
