Tang San did not even have the strength to turn around and fight back. He could only take the blows passively and flee for his life.
The strength Xia Ming displayed seemed even greater than that of the Golden Dragon King before him!
Brilliant golden Divine Power surged around him, radiating a suffocating pressure.
Every punch he threw violently shook space.
Even the gods tens of thousands of miles away could sense that destructive power.
His speed was even more unbelievably fast. With every flash, he appeared in the place Tang San least expected.
Forcing Tang San to change direction again and again.
"What?!"
The God of Destruction's pupils abruptly contracted, his face filled with disbelief.
The Goddess of Life, Ji Dong, and Lie Yan beside him all revealed shocked expressions as well.
They had originally thought Xia Ming was merely a talented junior, at most possessing the strength of a First-Class God.
But the scene before them completely overturned their understanding.
This young man actually possessed strength greater than Tang San's!
The Golden Dragon King was stunned as well, his mocking smile frozen on his face.
He looked at Tang San, who was being chased into a miserable state, then at the young man whose momentum soared like a rainbow.
A trace of gravity flashed through his blood-red pupils.
At this moment, the situation had completely exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Destruction! Life! Goodness! Evil! Golden Dragon King! Save me!"
Tang San cried hoarsely toward the battlefield from afar, his voice carrying unprecedented panic and despair.
He had practically called out the names of everyone he believed capable of helping him.
The four God Kings, even the Golden Dragon King he had just released, had become people he begged for aid.
At this moment, he no longer cared about the dignity