Long Cheng threw back his head and laughed. Grinning, he gave Mu Wei a thumbs-up. "Not bad, little girl. You know quality when you see it!"
Mu Wei's face immediately scrunched into a knot, her delicate features twitching strangely. "Little girl"? Excellent. Lin Qi roared with laughter inwardly. This Mu Wei had probably never in her life been addressed as "little girl" before, had she?
Fury flashed through Mu Wei's eyes as Long Cheng's bizarre form of address left her baring her teeth. She dearly wanted to lose her temper at him, but her current status did not allow her to do anything too excessive. Especially since, as she herself had said, human powerhouses like Long Cheng—men who slaughtered cities, destroyed nations, and had countless lives on their hands—were indeed talents desperately needed by the War God pantheon.
Clenching her fists hard, Mu Wei firmly marked this debt down against Long Cheng.
A sharp howl came from high in the sky, followed by the God of Laws' majestic yet somewhat savage roar. "All who dare blaspheme against the gods shall be hacked to pieces by countless blades and left without even a burial ground!"
Wrapped in roaring flames, the God of Laws plummeted straight down from the sky. Staring fixedly at Mu Wei, he pointed at her imposingly with his right hand and unleashed his Lesser Law Decree Technique. Azure wind blades gathered from every direction, slicing straight toward Mu Wei with piercing shrieks that tore through the air. This time, the God of Laws had used all his strength. The wind blades he conjured tore open the void itself, trailing pitch-black spatial rifts behind them.
"You thing that doesn't know whether it's dead or alive! Are all the people from the Temple of Punishment this stupid?" Mu Wei muttered.