Mie Sheng, Dong Jun

That surge of power was immense.

It pierced directly through Fan Feng's head.

Everyone was startled.

Gu Qianluo, who had been injured earlier, couldn't help but retreat to the edge of the barrier.

The gap in strength was too vast.

Mie Sheng manipulated the divine power of the golden skeleton, capable of unleashing at least 200,000-fold the divine strength, much stronger than even Gu Sha.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang was heavily injured, and the backlash force seemed to be branded within him, lingering in his body without dispersing despite the continuous cleansing by the rich Life power.

"Everyone, Lord Zhen Ling needs the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. As long as we withstand the opponent, we can survive!" Jian Wushuang's expression was solemn as he removed the backlash force while comforting everyone.

Zhen Wuyang clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "The time it takes for an incense stick to burn?"