"A lofty deity actually dared to lay hands on the Soul Masters of my Spirit Hall. How utterly arrogant!"
Purple thunder crashed down, and the glow of the Poseidon Trident dimmed as it was instantly knocked flying.
Tang San suddenly looked up and saw a young man clad in dark purple Divine Armor slowly descending from high altitude.
This person was none other than Wu Qi, the one Tang San had always regarded as someone to chase after!
Not only had he become a god, but Divine Power surged around him. The Dark Purple Scepter in his hand even made Tang San's Poseidon Trident tremble without end.
Tang San immediately understood that Spirit Hall had concealed Wu Qi's existence beforehand.
However, he knew little about the God Realm. Moreover, the Sea God was currently confined and unable to send him intelligence from the God Realm, so Tang San had no idea what divine position Wu Qi had inherited.
Yet that was far from the only thing that shocked him. A golden pillar of light suddenly shot up from the battlefield, dyeing the clouds at the horizon gold. A pure, righteous aura filled heaven and earth as the Angel God descended!
Immediately afterward, fierce winds swept across the battlefield, easily blowing everything on the ground away. A cyan figure arrived on the wind—it was none other than the Wind God, Feng Xiaotian.
Spirit Hall had three deities. This was something Tang San had not known in advance.
Moreover, the Auras of all three deities surpassed Tang San's.
It seemed that defeat for the Star Luo Empire was already inevitable.
Tang Chen, fighting in the air, was horrified. As he broke away from Qian Daoliu, he shouted repeatedly, "Xiao San, run! You're no match for them!"
Tang San had confidently declared beforehand