"I'm a peace-loving man. I really don't like fighting and killing. If you can give me the divine armor, I'm willing to pretend today's events never happened. Otherwise..."
Baili Qingfeng said.
"You're quite confident."
The Dried Marsh Demigod, dressed in green robes, said, "It seems you must possess a powerful divine artifact, which is why you aren't the least bit flustered despite facing the five of us demigods. That must also be why you followed Nine Heads here without the slightest fear, right?"
"Actually, I was indeed planning to trade with you."
Baili Qingfeng said.
"Trade?"
The Dried Marsh Demigod sneered. "We more or less understand what you're plotting. Especially since you're still so calm even now. So next, we'll see which of us has the superior methods."
"You really aren't willing to hand over the divine armor?"
"The divine armor is in my hands."
At that moment, the Nine-Headed Demigod took a piece of clothing out from his person.
It was a special armor resembling a Golden Thread Garment. It did not cover the entire body like the Frost God Armor, but after sensing it carefully for a moment, Baili Qingfeng could tell that this set of divine armor's defensive power was in no way inferior to the Frost God Armor.
"Rumble!"
Just as Baili Qingfeng was about to say something else, an unknown colossal object seemed to cross the void above the formation sealing this space and come crashing down.
In Baili Qingfeng's perception, the unknown colossal object was oval-shaped, with a maximum diameter of less than three kilometers.
After manifesting itself through some unknown method, a mighty divine might suddenly descended from the heavens, carrying suffocating pressure that continuously battered this space sealed by the formation.
As they felt this divine might descend, the eyes of the