"Hahaha, so this is all a Disciple of Lin Wudi amounts to!"
Saint Nas, who hailed from the Prison of Divine Might, was not as staid and dignified as Keen. At this moment, he was laughing with wild abandon.
"Today, I will first destroy the legacy of Lin Wudi. In the future, when Lin Wudi himself appears, I will slay him as well."
Saint Nas's words were utterly arrogant. But as the Sacred Coffin materialized and the Angel descended upon the world, their presence oppressed all living beings. Even the strongest among them, Ye Kuangren, was powerless to fight back.
Leng Feng, the youngest and most spirited of the group, had never suffered such humiliation since becoming a Disciple of Lin Mu. His hatred was so intense it felt as if his eyes would split. Li Lingqing and Li Linglong's faces also flushed red with anger. Qin Luoli wanted to help, but her Cultivation Level was insufficient, leaving her to struggle under the Angel's oppressive might.
