These elite scions of wealthy clans had their own pride. Debts of gratitude had to be repaid in the end.
But faced with that dense swarm of Time Wraiths, charging out would be tantamount to throwing their lives away. Who would be willing to gamble their life?
"Fang Yin... do you have any puppets left?" one True God asked.
Fang Yin had just used the puppet in his hand to successfully lure away a batch of Time Wraiths, but the puppets he sent out had all been sliced into pieces and were completely ruined.
"I do, but they're useless," Fang Yin said.
He indeed still had several powerful puppets, including even a Taiyi Gold Puppet. That Taiyi Gold Puppet was far more powerful than Fang Yin himself.
"Exactly. With these Time Wraiths blocking the entrance, even puppets won't be of much use," Han Cangyan said with a frown.
Fang Yin nodded as well.
If he drove a puppet outside, it would inevitably be entangled by the Time Wraiths. The only result would be being sliced into pieces and completely ruined.
"Help!"
Zhan Ming was still circling through the air. The Time Wraiths behind him were like a swarm of furious hornets, tailing him without fatigue. As long as he was entangled by any one of them, death was certain. His life truly hung by a thread.
The many True Gods grew extremely anxious at the sight, but they had no good solution.
Even Zhan Wu Ji, watching from outside the forbidden grounds of the Sea of Time, deeply furrowed his brow.
The War God Hall did not have many True Gods, but every one of them was an elite. Zhan Ming was even Zhan Wu Ji's disciple, and in the future he had every chance of advancing to a Great