latelenovela Chapter 820
Chapter 820
Han Changkong saw that the taunting had almost reached its peak, and he was secretly satisfied. He raised his voice again and spoke in a voice like a bell:
"Go back and tell the other nine Protoss in the battlefields that I, Li, am here awaiting your Protoss King to challenge me. If you have the guts, come on! I want to see who among you Protoss still has the so-called 'courage' to fight me!"
After saying this, his tall and majestic body suddenly turned around, his clothes fluttering, and with an extraordinary domineering and calmness, he turned around and strode back to the camp of the demon clan.
The gods are now in a dilemma.
Because Xuan Tianjin was seriously injured and fell to the ground, his life or death was uncertain, and everyone didn't know what to do.
If they chose to attack, they would be facing the two God Kings, Han Changkong and Fang Hao, and they had already lost a general. This would undoubtedly be dangerous.
But if we retreat, once the news gets out, how will the face of the God Clan be preserved?
Wouldn't I become a laughing stock among other races in this divine world in the future?
Just as everyone was hesitating, Xuan Tiangang was anxiously searching for Xuan Tianjin in the ruins.
Finally, under a huge piece of rubble, he found the dying Xuantian Gold.
Xuan Tianjin's face was as pale as paper, his body was covered in blood, and blood was still oozing from the wounds. It was obvious that his injuries were extremely serious, but fortunately he was still alive.
Upon seeing this, Xuan Tiangang's eyes instantly turned red. He hurriedly squatted down and carefully helped Xuan Tianjin up. At the same time, he mobilized all his cultivation and slowly injected pure and powerful divine power into Xuan Tianjin's body to help him stabilize his injuries and start healing.
During these tense ten breaths, veins bulged on Xuan Tiangang's forehead and beads of sweat kept sliding down his cheeks. His eyes were full of anxiety and worry, but he forced himself to remain calm and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
After more than ten breaths, Xuan Tianjin slowly opened his eyes. His eyes revealed a hint of weakness and unwillingness, but more of a clear understanding of the current situation.
He said to Xuan Tiangang with a weak breath:
"Tian Gang, retreat. Li Heizi is too powerful. Even if the two of us join forces, we may not be able to defeat him. Our only option now is to return and report this to my uncle. Have him send a peak Divine King warrior. Preferably one who masters the power of fire, as this can counter Li Heizi's gold power."
Xuan Tiangang naturally understood the interests involved. He knew very well that Li Heizi's golden rule power had reached an extremely terrifying level. If he wanted to win, he had to use fire to overcome gold.
At that moment, he did not dare to be negligent at all. He directly picked up the Xuantian Gold with both hands, and the divine power surged around his body, and he soared into the air.
Then, he turned to look at the Protoss monks below and shouted loudly:
"All cultivators of the God Clan, retreat!"
Although there was a hint of helplessness and humiliation in that voice, it was more of an unquestionable majesty and command.
Following Xuan Tiangang's order, hundreds of thousands of God Clan monks slowly retreated like a tide. Although there was reluctance and anger in their eyes, they had no choice but to obey in the face of this powerful order.
For a moment, the situation on the battlefield changed dramatically. The battlefield, which was originally tense and filled with smoke, gradually returned to calm, leaving only a mess and ruins, as if silently telling the story of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.
At this moment, in the Demon God's camp, Fang Hao's eyes were fixed on Han Changkong. His eyes were full of weirdness and doubt. He looked Han Changkong up and down carefully, as if he wanted to see through him.