Meng Guang stood nearby, his eyes filled with hatred and an obsession with the Xuan Yuan Casting God Method. He shouted at the Seven-Star White Tiger High God, "Big brother, kill them! Kill them! No matter what, we have to get the Xuan Yuan Casting God Method!"
The Seven-Star White Tiger High God looked at Deng Mao, whose divine might was awe-inspiring, then glanced with deep reluctance at Huang Huai, who calmly watched the battle.
"Leave!"
The Seven-Star White Tiger High God dodged Deng Mao's two bronze-colored hands, grabbed Meng Guang, and was about to tear through the air and flee.
But somehow, another scroll painting had appeared in the sky. Wasn't it the very portrait Huang Huai had had Holy Lord Emperor Guan consecrate?
The portrait hung in the air. Lord Guan Er looked vividly lifelike, head bowed and eyes lowered, holding a blade in one hand and supporting a seal with the other. His divine might was awe-inspiring, as if he could step out of the painting at any moment.
When Huang Huai had seen Meng Guang bring out that portrait, he had realized that there was likely a powerful figure behind him.
Especially when he noticed that Deng Mao couldn't seriously injure his opponent even with all his strength, Huang Huai had already realized that the Seven-Star White Tiger High God was probably no weaker than Deng Mao.
He didn't know whether Deng Mao could keep the other man from escaping. To make absolutely sure, Huang Huai had immediately brought out Holy Lord Emperor Guan's portrait.
"Second Master, open your eyes!"
Huang Huai bowed toward the statue of Holy Lord Emperor Guan. The next moment, the portrait suspended in the air burst with divine light, and a figure stepped out of the scroll. Who else could it