บท 914: The Real and Fake Beiting Huang

"You'll be the one regretting it!"

The Divine Lord gritted his teeth and said these words word by word. His aggro had already corroded his nerves, causing him to be unable to speak properly.

At this moment, the trace of divine sense that was connected to the life cage that imprisoned Mu Qingling in his sea of consciousness suddenly broke. The Divine Lord suddenly looked up at Beiting Huang in front of him and realized that the mask on his face had disappeared, revealing a face that he did not recognize at all.

The night was quiet, and the entire Holy City felt like a storm was coming. Other than the wind blowing from the Starmoon Plains, there was no sound in the entire Divine Hall of Judgment. Even the temple warriors guarding the hall tried their best to hold their breaths. In this atmosphere, people instinctively did not want to make any sound, even if it was the sound of breathing.