The old man was more worried about the Dragon Beasts beneath the sea of clouds once night fell.
Michael had used his Energy Body earlier, but that body had been burned away by the Formlessness Heavenly Fire.
The power he could now mobilize was extremely limited. He could no longer manifest his Energy Body, and there were no giants available either.
The ordinary Dragon Beasts would not have been a problem. But if he encountered those Heavenly Dragons, Michael would have no choice but to return to the Divine Kingdom.
Just then, the sea of clouds below began to churn. One Dragon Beast after another emerged from the clouds, eyeing the "fat meat" in the sky hungrily.
Among them were even two Heavenly Dragons, one green and one red!
Michael's expression turned extremely grim, and he was just about to take out the "Holy Spear," Longinus, and gamble on it.
Suddenly, his mind went blank.
When he came to, he discovered that the sea of clouds and the Dragon Beasts below had vanished.
Below him was actually a grassy slope, and he was now only a short distance from the ground.
Michael hurriedly sent a golden light surging from his eyes, wrapped Morten's body in divine power, and spread a pair of golden wings of light behind him.
Using the wings to slightly slow his descent, the silver-haired old man then crashed heavily into the ground.
The entire grassy slope trembled, startling countless Little Bugs from the grass.
After a while, Michael finally flew out of a pit.
When he landed, the wings of light behind him dispersed in the wind.
His silver hair fluttered in the night breeze. Golden light blazed in Michael's eyes, instantly revealing the surroundings clearly.
He was on a grassy slope. Looking out, he saw