"You heard about what just happened at Fentian Ruins, didn't you?"
Fentian He said.
"I just heard."
Mo Nan nodded.
"The slave race is lowly and ungrateful; they are bound to suffer retribution... My condolences."
"Use that as your reason when you speak to the Holy Lord! An Eonic God of the slave race has driven us Eightfold Gods into this state—if he still refuses to lend it, then what?"
Fentian He did not hesitate in the slightest. He tore open his wound and laid it bare for others to see.
"Fine! Wait for news!"
After saying that, Mo Nan truly went to report it.
After closing the communication stone, Fentian He clenched his teeth tightly.
"That insect Li Tianming is indeed difficult to deal with."
"Even Eonic God thoughts cannot be fully purged. Long Xing has clearly been using that insect to turn calamity into fortune! The two of them can work together, using time differences to toy with us!"
Yanri Huang looked at Fentian He and lightly patted his shoulder.
"But! As long as we have that Eye of the Floating World, capturing Long Xing will be as easy as turning over a hand!"
"Take care of him, then use him to force Li Tianming into the trap!"
"As long as we deal with those two, the rest are nothing more than a rabble. Kill them however we please..."
What should have been such a simple matter had unexpectedly forced them into this state. It was truly humiliating.
None of them wanted to keep losing face.
"Of course!"
Fentian He's eyes burned. "The Eye of the Floating World is an Eonic Divine Artifact!"
How could anyone escape beneath an Eonic Divine Artifact?
Just then, the communication stone lit up again.
On the other side, the Huan Tian Godfolk's