After only one exchange, China's eight Saints were held back by the four Primordial Saints, just as originally expected. The Primordial Saints were far stronger than China's Saints.
One against two was indeed no problem.
"Senior Brother, it seems fate is on our side. The day Western Religion prospers is just around the corner."
Seeing all the enemy Saints tied down, the two Saints of Western Religion were naturally delighted.
Wasn't that right? Honghuang had gained two additional Saints—namely, the two of them. Wouldn't they be free to do whatever they pleased in this world?
Perhaps the two had planned this from the beginning. They had deliberately taken their time, waiting for the others to choose their opponents and begin fighting. By the time it was their turn, there naturally would be no enemies of equal rank left.
It had to be said that the two Saints of Western Religion had calculated quite well.
The only people who posed any threat to them now were the many Great Luo Golden Immortals.
However, Honghuang World had brought more Great Luo-level experts this time, including quite a few Quasi-Saints. They would not even need to take action against the other Great Luo Golden Immortals.
To them, this was undoubtedly excellent news. They could begin plotting for their own interests in this world ahead of time.
"Take this!"
Just as the Two Sages of the West were still rejoicing, an incomparably massive figure, larger even than a planet, charged over and swung his fist at them. It was none other than Planet Devourer.
As one of Marvel World's Five Great Divine Beings, Planet Devourer's strength had not improved much over the years. Watching the other four divine beings continually grow stronger under Multiverse China's influence, he had been filled with envy and jealousy.