The atmosphere in the arena fell silent.
Lin Yan demonstrated his ten thousand feet golden body, holding the Night Illuminating Divine Sword, already fully alert, prepared to confront this ancient divine spirit in his most glorious form.
No one could have expected that this ancient divine spirit actually collapsed onto the water surface, stirring up waves thousands of feet high, shouting heart-wrenchingly!
"Master, save me!!!"
The Ancient God of Yellow Springs was practically crying his heart out.
Lin Yan remained silent.
Even the golden-red flames on the Phoenix Divine Egg paused.
The blood-colored divine general, into whom Wang He had transformed, had an infinitely complex expression in his eyes.
From the day Lin Yan, as a mere mortal, entered the Netherworld and faced Yin Tianzi directly, he caught the eye of the Ancient God of Yellow Springs.
