Zhu Mu saw Jiang Ping An uncover its secret once again, and the killing intent in its heart surged to its peak.
"Ming God, do you think you can sow discord just by spouting such lies?"
"This Venerable One placed divine soul shields upon them for the safety of their divine souls. If these God Kings are unwilling to keep them, This Venerable One will naturally remove them."
"Claiming that This Venerable One is monitoring their consciousness is utter nonsense!"
Jiang Ping An did not continue arguing with Zhu Mu. Instead, he looked at the many God Kings and said calmly,
"I have already told you the truth. Think carefully about Zhu Mu's actions, and you will find traces and clues."
After leaving behind those final words, he turned and flew deeper into the Nether Ghost Mansion.
Even after telling these God Kings the truth, it was impossible for them to immediately turn against Zhu Mu.
But the seeds of doubt and suspicion had already been planted. When the time came, they would naturally blossom and bear fruit.
Bang!
Zhu Mu's furious attack slammed into the barrier.
Yet, sheltered by the barrier, Jiang Ping An was completely beyond its reach. Zhu Mu could only watch helplessly as he departed.
Five Seventh Level God Kings from the Zhum Tribe remained on the battlefield, while the Nether Ghost Mansion still had four.
The gap between the two sides was no longer great. So long as nothing unexpected happened, the Nether Ghost Mansion would not lose this battle.
Zhu Mu stared in the direction where Jiang Ping An had vanished, a cold and sinister glint flickering in the eyes behind its strange mask.
It turned to the other God Kings and commanded, "Retreat!"
There was no meaning in continuing the battle.
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