章 1198: The Rain Emperor had Disappeared

They were prodigious king tiers, yet they could only act as mere bait.

This left Ling Han and the others feeling extremely uncomfortable. However, this was the undeniable truth—as prodigious as they were, they were still mere trash before power at the Eternal River Tier.

The death of Wu Zhe was a bloody reminder of this fact. He had become a host to the divine sense of a Netherworld elite, and in the end, he had been mercilessly killed.

Before the blue-skinned elite, even the most talented prodigies of this galaxy were like fragile debris. They didn't even have the right to make him hesitate.

This was a fate that could befall any one of them.

However, why had such a fate befallen Wu Zhe? That was simply because he had been the weakest member of the seven king tiers. He was the easiest to possess, and thus he had been chosen.

The king tiers were unable to accept this.