บท 1770: Covenant of God

The golden Three-Eyed God slowly walked down the stairs and arrived in front of Zhou Wen and Demonic Neonate. At the same time, he pressed down with his palm.

Zhou Wen's heart skipped a beat as he had the urge to draw his sword. However, Demonic Neonate's tiny hand tugged at him slightly as though telling him not to be nervous.

I'll believe you this once. Don't screw me over, Neonate! Zhou Wen held back the urge to draw his sword and thought to himself.

The spectators watched as the golden Three-Eyed God pressed down with his palm, but Zhou Wen didn't move. Their hearts immediately rose to their throats.

However, to everyone's surprise, the golden Three-Eyed God's palm didn't strike Zhou Wen and Demonic Neonate. Instead, it extended in front of them.

The way the golden Three-Eyed God bent down and extended his hand didn't look like a provocation. Instead, it looked like a human male inviting a lady to dance.