Lu Hong naturally knew it was the Netherworld God forcing his potential. Since activating the Lion Poor bloodline, he had never truly unleashed its power, so he had no clue where his limits lay.
But he instinctively resisted this way of assistance. As a top-tier Divine Lord, the Netherworld God was unlikely to go back on his word.
In other words, if Lu Hong were defeated by these Eighteen Realms Heavenly Gods, and they wanted to kill him, the Netherworld God would indeed watch indifferently, not intervening.
Seeing over thirty Heavenly Gods surrounding him, Lu Hong was unwilling to give them the chance.
His muscle strength instantly erupted, creating layers of sonic booms that propelled him forward, aiming to leap out of the encircling trap.
Yet those Eighteen Realms Heavenly Gods weren't about to let Lu Hong escape from such a capture. As Lu Hong rapidly retreated, the multicolored Divine Power fiercely surged, aiming directly at him.
