"Hehe."
On the chaotic battlefield, Wang Hanchuan's chest heaved violently as he gulped down breath after ragged breath.
As a Tian Realm Great Being, his physical stamina was naturally formidable. The reason he was panting so heavily was that he had endured one life-and-death crisis after another.
Terror, fear, lingering dread.
Those divine idols and evil divine idols standing 270-280 meters tall were already colossal monsters to the Tiny Human Race.
The Ancient Fierce Beasts that blotted out the sky atop the God Mountain were even more despairing.
The absolute disparity in size struck straight at the soul, leaving Human Race Believers and Gods and Devils Underlings without the courage to resist.
And the divine techniques and evil techniques unleashed when Gods and Devils fought struck directly at the flesh!
They could truly crush people to death!
Even though the gods had not been targeting Wang Hanchuan, and had merely caught him in the crossfire by accident, it had still been enough to send him pacing back and forth before the gates of hell.
Had he not worshipped North Wind, had his reactions been a little slower, had his movement speed been a little slower, he would have died countless times already.
"Whoosh~" Wind waves wrapped around Wang Hanchuan as he flew at high speed, trying to get away from the battle.
He had finally flown out!
But—
Wang Hanchuan's heart suddenly clenched hard. His face turned pale as he looked back.
North Wind Faction disciples were extraordinarily sensitive to wind elements, and the facts proved that this was not his imagination.
A massive goddess statue really was flying rapidly behind him amid falling plum blossoms, leaving frame after frame of breathtaking afterimages in the air.
"Gulp." Wang Hanchuan swallowed.
He did not think he was worthy of being pursued