Huge and mighty figures appeared above their heads. There was no sun or gap. It was clearly impossible to escape so many holy beasts. The pressure of two-star divine beasts and hundreds of holy beasts pressed down heavily. The little pressure of the thin deacon's injured divine beast could not be compared at all.
"Are you here to snatch the Purple Flame Companion Source as well?" The tall deacon secretly glanced at the Purple Flame Companion Source that had shrunk and was squatting at the entrance of the cave.
Hmph, this guy still wanted to sow discord!
Thunderbolt saw through the thoughts of the tall deacon. He sneered and said, "No, I'm here to kill you!"
"Kill?" The thin deacon stroked his beard that had been roasted by the purple flames. "Do you know that we are four Heaven-ranked Spirit Masters and you want to kill us? I don't remember ever having a grudge with you."