One Little Objective Accomplished

The clan leader and the elders of the Green Hill Foxes followed Dumbo nervously, crossing the walkway that was thick with divine mists and into the luxurious palace.

Armored foreign pseudo-Overdeities stood on both sides of the walkway.

Jiang He did not have many of these foreign pseudo-Overdeities left like before. In the fight at the Grand Luo battlefield, seventeen were killed and sixty self-destructed.

Then, when they left it, a few more self-destructed, leaving just a little more than 280 foreign pseudo-Overdeities now standing guard over both sides of the walkway.

They retained many of their race's attributes, with fearsome gazes and cold auras.

With one foreign pseudo-Overdeity stationed every twenty meters, the clan leader and the elders of the Green Hill Foxes felt a profound pressure and became nervous… at the same time, they also verified that Jiang He's accomplishments at the Grand Luo battlefield was no exaggeration.