"Mr. Pluto, what do you want to say!"

Enduring the frustration, a middle-aged man said politely.

"I want to say that today's battle will be recorded in the annals of history!"

"Let's just say that someone from China is coming and blocking your three major gods!"

"Your three great artifacts, the Virtual Mirror, were trampled to pieces, the Nine-foot Qiong Magatama perished together with its owner, and the first artifact, the Congyun Sword of Heaven, was taken away!"

"This man's name is Lin Chen, and he is a disgrace to your three major divine clans!"

"You must come and take back this sword in this life!"

Lin Chen kept talking.

Every time he said a word, the masters' bodies and minds trembled.

A bloody feud!

Although their descendants will definitely take back this sword, it will be a huge shame if this matter is recorded in the annals of history.

Not only them, but also their ancestors and descendants must bear the shame.

"Did you hear that?"
Chapter completed!