The complex situation over the vast expanse of a thousand-mile territory had left everyone utterly exhausted.
Just as Xie Tian was about to die, he survived again.
Just as the Divine Alliance was about to succeed, they were defeated by Xie Tian.
Even those worried about Xie Tian were nearly driven mad at this point, wishing they could kneel before Xie Tian and beg for mercy—brother, stop playing, we can't take it anymore…
"I think…" Wu Shang gazed at the four figures flying towards Central State in the projection and muttered resentfully, "even my mother wasn't tormented as much when I was born…"
Du Long sighed and silently said, "I thought that, having dealt with Xie Tian for four years, you would have gotten used to it."
"Are you used to it?"
"No…"
Wu Shang rolled his eyes and said with complexity, "Even His Majesty is probably not used to it."
