Everyone dropped weakly onto the ground. The coercive power of the god's remains was too strong, and furthermore, this wasn't the divine temple which could suppress godly presence. It instantly swept towards the mountaintop and frightened the Spiritual Infant Tier elites as they shot up into the sky one after another, not daring to get close.
Whoever went up would be out of luck!
Ling Han smiled slightly and said, "See? Like I said, I don't like to kill, that's the most inferior way of doing things."
If Liu Yu Tong heard those words, she would definitely snicker because Ling Han very often liked to kill, even though he could clearly use his title to resolve things—he had to use his fists.
Now, no one could retort. Under the god's coercive might, no one could open their mouths.
Ling Han walked to Yue Hong Chang's side, helped her up, and said, "Mother, you've suffered a lot these years!"