At the edge of the battlefield, a team was besieging a group of people whose clothes were adorned with white lotus patterns.
These people were the followers of the new god who had just occupied this area.
"Dike, we can't escape now. Do you have any other means? Didn't you say you've recently started believing in the White Lotus God and acquired new divine arts?" the leader said to someone behind him.
"Ah, yes, yes, I forgot about that. Give me a moment."
The young man in the back took a deep breath, then looked at the bones of a beast that had been dead for an unknown period and began to cast divine arts on the bones. The incantation used for spells is a mantra, but divine arts require prayers.
If Fang Jie were here and heard these prayers, he'd probably get goosebumps all over.
