"Anyone else?"
Liu Chengfeng swept a cold gaze over the gods.
The gods sucked in a sharp breath and exchanged looks. At the sight of the Heavenly Dragon Spear in Liu Chengfeng's hand, their pupils contracted.
A divine artifact with three Tribulation-Response Tier cores, a Dimension Tier divine art-this was utterly outrageous.
With reserves like these, even as a mere First-Yao True God, he could swagger unchecked through the Desolate Sea.
Thunder Mother had failed to withstand even a single exchange. As for the other Dou Shu True Gods, nothing more needed to be said. Before the Heavenly Dragon Spear, they were ants.
"He's such a monster. Whoever steps up dies."
The gods murmured. Who dared step forward to their death? Now, even if a Buddha Vow invited them, none were willing to accept.
Everyone knew how enticing Buddha Vows were. Reaching "Seven-Aperture Buddha" or "Nine-Turn Golden Core" would bring tremendous fortune.
But staying alive came first. If they lost their lives, however many Buddha Vows they possessed would amount to nothing.
Among the gods, quite a few secretly glanced toward Liu Shisan and Yang Yanxuan.
Everyone knew Yang Yanxuan would never attack Liu Chengfeng. The only possibility was Liu Shisan.
In terms of current strength, Liu Shisan ranked second. He had once been the strongest in the Desolate Sea, and his reserves were formidable.
As Lord Yan's beloved youngest son, he was certain to possess Great Protection.
"Could the Thirteenth Young Master manage it?"
"Thunder Mother went down in one move. I'm afraid even the Thirteenth Young Master couldn't hold out."
"Not necessarily. The Thirteenth Young Master has Lord Yan's Great Protection."
The gods dared not say it to his face, whispering behind his back instead. At the mention of "Lord Yan," their hearts tightened, and they dared not