"Ping'an, Zhou, you dare act against my Bright Church, your day of destruction is not far off. Once my fleet arrives, you will..."
Divine Son Lie He roared at the sky, his eyes filled with anger.
As his anger reverberated through the void, a beam of white light had already whizzed through the void, tearing through the fog, twisting yet resolutely flying towards this world.
"So you came to establish a position and pull the fleet here."
At this moment, Zhou Ping'an contemplated and understood the opponent's backup plan.
No matter if this person arrived through divine descent or possession, it must be a spiritual entity, impossible to be a physical entry.
Moreover, this Divine Son wore the thorny blood crown on his forehead, which seemed neither aesthetic nor sturdy, but surely had its purpose.
Perhaps it was a signal booster obtained from the ruins.
