Spirit Management God Palace.
Space rippled, and a robust figure appeared.
He wore black, gold-trimmed divine armor and gripped a hammer in each hand. Evil energy surged around him as he raised his brows in fury.
"Impudent! Who are you?"
Hongjun shook his head with a scoff. The power of the Fu Zun Realm erupted, instantly binding the robust figure.
"Hm? You dare! This Seat is the Golden Armor God King of the God Realm. Release This Seat at once if you know what's good for you, or else..."
"Heh, a God King?" Hongjun sneered. With a wave of his hand, he swept him into a Special Space.
Meanwhile, "Yang Jian," who had originally been terrified, burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, Old Man, you're finished."
Hongjun frowned slightly at his words.
With a bang inside Hongjun's Special Space, the golden armor instantly disintegrated and self-destructed, transforming into wisps of evil energy.
The evil energy swelled without end. At a certain moment, it filled the entire space.
Though this Special Space had been formed with a wave of Hongjun's hand, it was essentially contained within his body, like a miniature inner world.
As the evil energy filled the space, Hongjun sensed it as well. He hurriedly stepped into the space to investigate.
But the moment he checked, several streams of evil energy seemed to find an opening and continuously poured into his body.
"Not good!" Hongjun noticed and hastily tried to block them.
Unfortunately, a tiny wisp of evil energy still slipped into his body.
After entering his body, the evil energy continuously devoured Hongjun's laws and origin, growing at an astonishing rate.
"Damn it, This Seat was careless and failed to dodge."
Feeling his laws and origin constantly draining away, Hongjun quickly sat cross-legged and began resisting it.
Yet the speed