The atmosphere fell silent.
This white-robed man was the weakest deity Lin Yan had ever seen.
Now within this dojo, relying on the residual divine power, he couldn't reach the level of a Human Martial Saint.
But a Divine Spirit is still a Divine Spirit!
He was a deity once sealed by the Heavenly Court!
Even if he wasn't a True God, he was still, in some world among All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, a former protector of the populace!
He once received incense offerings from a group of people.
Always was this world's life form that worshiped him.
Never had there been a supreme deity kneeling before mortal men?
"You..."
The white-robed deity's face changed dramatically.
After all, he was an ancient existence and a true life form.
Even if the tiger fell to the plains, he shouldn't kneel before these later-world mortals.
How could a dragon touring the shallows bow to fish and shrimp?
