Zhu Hong and Tang Ao, the two "Heavenly Gods" from the Upper Realm, walked side by side, slowly entering the great hall. They swept their gazes over everyone inside as if observing ants.
Zhu Hui watched these two Heavenly Gods, his gaze trembling involuntarily, his heart filled with an indescribable excitement.
This overwhelming pressure, this supreme aura... even a Great Demon can't compare! They are truly worthy of being called Heavenly Gods!
At this thought, Zhu Hui hurriedly advanced to meet them, kneeling to offer his respects.
"I respectfully welcome the descent of the Heavenly Gods!"
"I beseech you, Heavenly Gods, to aid me in slaying the traitors!"
"ROAR—!"
Just then, a tiger's roar vibrated through the great hall. Everyone followed the sound and saw that Yao Ritian had actually managed to stand up, resisting the oppressive aura. Although his tiger eyes were bleeding incessantly, his presence was incomparably fierce.
