At this moment, all the elderly and children in the audience widened their eyes.
Then, one by one, they began to roar in unison: "No, put Lord Golden Cold Divine Sparrow back, put it back immediately."
"Bastard, villain, you can't touch our Lord Divine Sparrow."
"Grandma, is this person a big bad guy?"
"Lao Chun, you treacherous dog, hurry up and snatch back Lord Divine Sparrow."
The various voices throughout the venue rumbled towards the sky, each one sobbing and wailing. If Master Wuji was the god they worshipped in life, then Golden Cold Divine Sparrow was their true deity in death.
Golden Cold Divine Sparrow was the faith of the Lingque Clan, an existence that no one could touch or trample upon.
And Lao Chun was also stunned and quickly asked, "Lord An Xiao, why did you take away our Lord Divine Sparrow?"
