Envoy of the Gods

"Who are you?"

The divine envoy turned around and stared at Wu Ming, who wore a silk robe.

He looked like a young man, but in this world, there were far too many ways to preserve one's youth. There was no shortage of ancient monsters who remained young forever.

"I should be asking you that. You're a stranger who barged into my kingdom!"

Wu Ming smiled and snapped his fingers. "Bind!"

Boom!

In an instant, the divine envoy felt immense pressure surging in from every direction. The overwhelming danger it carried left him no time to think, and he revealed his true form on instinct.

Whoosh!

A burst of golden light exploded, and a holy angel clad in white robes, with feathered wings growing from his back, appeared in midair.

But now, his eyes were filled with confusion as he looked around. "This is..."

Revealing his true form—especially in the bustling square in the royal capital—should have drawn a crowd. But now, all around him was a sparse thicket of shrubs, with not a soul in sight.

"Teleportation?"

The divine envoy immediately understood what had happened, and his expression grew even more guarded.

"That's right. We're in the outskirts of the kingdom. Given your appearance, if my subjects saw you, it would cause a lot of trouble!"

Amusement glinted in Wu Ming's eyes. "Am I right? Divine envoy from the Western Continent?"

Even though the other party had tried to conceal it, the divine power radiating from him was so intense that only a blind man could miss it.

"Your subjects? Are you that king, the one who's a Sanctuary-level being?"

The divine envoy looked surprised.

"Sanctuary? If that's what you want to call it, then I suppose I am."

Hearing the term, Wu Ming chuckled inwardly.

Throughout the kingdom,