After another burly deity wrapped in flowing ribbons appeared, the expressions of everyone still alive turned extremely grim.
The beautiful woman, who had forcibly activated the Jujube Tree and wounded the previous deity, now showed shock between her brows.
Chen Wang said, "Fellow Daoist, can your Jujube Tree deal with these two deities?"
The beautiful woman said solemnly, "Against these two deities, I can only barely protect myself. And I fear it would inflict irreversible injuries upon me."
Chen Wang's eyes lit up. He had not expected the beautiful woman's Jujube Tree to possess such power.
Even under these circumstances, she was confident she could deal with another one. It truly was a desperate trump card.
Chen Wang nodded slightly, then asked, "What if there were four?"
The beautiful woman was currently activating the Jujube Tree, and her Primordial Spirit felt as though it might split apart. She had no leisure to chat with Chen Wang.
Seeing that Chen Wang looked serious rather than as if he were making idle conversation, the beautiful woman said in a low voice, "With three, we can only flee for our lives. With four, we cannot escape even if we run. Why are you asking this?"
Activating the Jujube Tree placed an enormous burden on her. Not only did her head feel as though someone were forcefully cleaving it in two, but injuries of varying severity had also appeared all over her body.
Especially after the battle in the thick fog, which had greatly drained her spirit, her reactions on the battlefield were now inferior to Chen Wang's.
Chen Wang looked toward the other mountaintops. Two more deities had awakened there. Though they did not roar, their aura was no different from those of these two deities.
Moreover, he discovered that these deities looked