。Feng Wuhu walked out of Tang Wulin's forging room, his face instantly becoming a mixture of emotions. He muttered to himself in frustration: "I fell for that stinky brat's trick." 。A hint of a smile...Released by Poseidon's trident, it wasn't even at the divine level yet. 。This unyielding tempest, however, resembled unraveling a silken thread, causing his Myriad Laws to be undone, his Dragon Emperor's Storm to dissipate. It caused his Heaven-Earth Destroying Prison to fade and his Dragon Emperor's Annihilation to vanish into thin air. 。It was those circles of golden halos, effortlessly dissolving his strongest attack without a trace. 。And those rings of light still enveloped his body. 。to fight, to fight, and to fight again. 。But just such a person, actually in the dominant position, chose to admit defeatAnd the communication system in the game was broken. The last words he said to...