Hearing that voice, Dongfang Yang turned his head, fixed Luo Zheng with a smile, and asked, "What did you just say?"
How could Dongfang Yang take a Lower True God seriously?
He had ventured into forbidden lands countless times. When had he ever not claimed the lives of prominent clan disciples?
Even disciples of some Saint Emperors—and even the Saint Emperors' successors—had been killed by him all the same. Had those prominent clans dared utter a single word in protest?
After picking up all those Divine Martial Coins from Luo Zheng, Dongfang Yang felt even more justified.
With his strength, killing these Poison Wolf Scorpions was just as easy. His efficiency was even higher than Luo Zheng's.
But he simply felt that Luo Zheng had no right to hunt Poison Wolf Scorpions like this!
The Lower True Gods all huddled beneath the Goddess Statue, carefully hunting the Poison Wolf Scorpions, while the Middle True Gods stayed somewhat farther from the Goddess Statue. Only Upper True Gods could recklessly plunge into the Poison Wolf Scorpion hordes and slaughter them wholesale. That was why the Upper True Gods obtained the most Divine Martial Coins.
What right did this brat have to stand alongside Upper True Gods?
Dongfang Yang himself was not an Upper True God either, but his strength was enough to establish a foothold among them. In the Arena of the Gods, when facing Upper True Gods capable of flying through the heavens and burrowing through the earth, he had won seven battles in a row. That was the best proof.
The other Upper True Gods felt more or less displeased when they saw Luo Zheng acting this way.
After all, Luo Zheng was harvesting the Poison Wolf Scorpion hordes at a decent speed, which meant he was taking a share