Chương 1735: Army of Zombies

The atmosphere was extremely tense. The others from the Heavenly Deity Race naturally wouldn't interfere. Qin Wentian's gaze was incomparably sharp, directly staring at the trapped expert. He asked the same question three times, his attitude was extremely dominant, wanting this person to submit to him.

The light from the treasured hoop was as brilliant as ever. It could generate beams of light that can easily pierce through the trapped expert. Under such a threat, even though descendants of the Heavenly Deity Race have always been arrogant, that trapped expert had no choice but to grit his teeth and bear it since his life was at stake, "I accidentally released my aura, I don't want to do anything."

When he spoke these words, he could feel his pride as being part of the Heavenly Deity Race slowly disintegrate from the impact. He had actually submitted to a person from the lower world in Azure Mystic. His expressions couldn't help but to contort.