The Runes of Law swept out, while a burst of mighty divine pressure fell and filled the air, suppressing all the people. The chief of the Misty Mountain, hovering in midair with his eyes shining dazzlingly, threw down a palm at Bu Fang, intending to kill this fellow who had offended his Misty Mountain.
The might of a God was naturally extraordinary. For a moment, the whole ground seemed about to collapse, and the power was so terrible that the people could hardly breathe. The old village head was already trembling all over and almost went down on his knees, but Bu Fang just stood at where he was with a calm face.
The great world where Xiayi Divine Dynasty was located was much more prosperous than the Great Netherworld, and its overall strength was stronger, but Gods were not so common here either.
