Although he had prepared some means of escape in advance, facing four God Kings, he still had little confidence.
"Yang Chen, still trying to run?" God King Tianfeng sneered. "Before my Hurricane Dao Intent, none of your escape methods will be of any use."
The wind gradually weakened, and Yang Chen slowly steadied himself, deciding to take a gamble.
Though the methods he had prepared were of little use, trying was still better than doing nothing.
Yang Chen clenched his teeth. With a flick of his sleeve, a large number of talismans appeared floating before him. He muttered a few words, and those talismans burst forth with brilliant light before exploding.
These were spirit talismans Yang Chen had prepared to escape should he lose against the Demon God King. Their effects were naturally excellent, and their power was quite astonishing—perfect for creating an opportunity to flee.
In truth, they did take effect. The talismans' power swept out in an instant, something even the four God Kings could not ignore.
But how could these God Kings be ordinary figures? God King Guangyi frowned and pointed with a finger. Then, an invisible Dao Intent barrier appeared, forcibly blocking all the power of Yang Chen's talismans.
Yang Chen had no time for surprise. He turned and fled, but in the next instant, another hurricane fiercely blew down upon him.
This is bad. Despair filled Yang Chen's heart. Could it be that he truly had no power to turn the tide?
Whether God King Guangyi or God King Tianfeng, each was a troublesome opponent.
The instant the hurricane swept over, God King Tianfeng said, "White Light God King, make your move."
The man known as White Light God King raised a finger. After a cold laugh, a beam of light turned into a straight