"Hahahaha! Those Twelve Devas betrayed our God. We fighters are God's true emissaries!" the golden-armored minotaur roared. "I am God's emissary, Fighter Taurusmon!"
"God..." For some reason, Yamaki could not even keep hold of his lighter. It fell to the ground with a sharp, ringing clatter.
While Fighter Taurusmon laughed wildly, a paper talisman in Jin Nanjiang's hand spontaneously caught fire in the breeze.
"This is bad, Brother Fan. There's a Spirit Realm expert here. What do we do?" Jin Nanjiang asked anxiously, looking at the ash in her palm.
"A Spirit Realm expert? Are you sure?" Zheng Fan asked. Among the world's powerful figures, Yu Wa was far beyond the Spirit Realm. Lin Fan and O-O-A were powerful, but that power was not their own, so they could not reach the Spirit Realm. Although Zheng Fan possessed Spirit Realm mental power and even half-step Spirit Realm strength, he still had not truly reached that realm.
"This is a warning talisman I made. I used the lowest-grade materials, but I received the true teachings of the Fu Heavenly Dao. Anything that can push a warning talisman this far has to be a Spirit Realm being." With that, Jin Nanjiang flicked her hand, scattering the dust into the air. Then she dusted off her hands and gave Zheng Fan a disdainful look, as if telling an amateur not to interfere.
Warning talismans were essential when young disciples went out to gain experience. What else could they do if they accidentally provoked a supreme expert? However, Jin Nanjiang lacked the materials to make a high-grade warning talisman; otherwise, hers would not have burned up merely from encountering someone in the Spirit Realm. Of course, in a place like Buzhou, a warning talisman's effective range was only a few dozen meters around its