Within the Divine Domain, Chen Xuan was on the verge of collapse, fighting wildly while drenched in blood!
Although Mors held every advantage, he still attacked cautiously, like a seasoned hunter carrying out the final, precise kill.
At this moment!
"Boom!"
The old man in a Daoist robe, his evil aura towering to the heavens and bathed in black divine fire, was the first to charge in.
Fat Venerable and Thin Venerable followed close behind!
"Heize Divine Son? You dare covet this god's prey? Scram! Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Mors roared like thunder, thrusting his battle spear straight out.
"Thud!"
The old man in Daoist robes activated the Tattered Great Seal floating above his head, blocking the spear strike. Deathly aura billowed from his body, vast and dense, yet unable to conceal the stench of decay.
At this moment, Fat Venerable and Thin Venerable also made their move, standing opposite Mors!
The original battle situation was instantly shattered.
"Pfft!..."
Chen Xuan spat blood on the spot in agony, his aura swiftly withering away.
Only after taking out a bottle of Myriad Spirit Chaos Liquid did his condition gradually stabilize. He was now surrounded on all sides.
Fat Venerable shouted, "Mors, are you going back on your word? Since we have already reached an agreement, we should abide by it! Do not forget that without that shattered Low Grade Godhead, you could never have become a Low God!"
"That's right! Mors, dreaming of swallowing this grand gift all by yourself? The Evil Path Cultivator controlled by Heize Divine Son possesses peak combat power that may not be inferior to yours!" Thin Venerable barked, his tone full of threat!
Mors flew into a rage!
He roared, "You two lowly humans dare threaten this god? Joyful Valley is nothing more than a pack