At this moment,
Deep Red Sea,
Endless waves.
With a loud bang, the newly formed Temple passage was shattered.
The last passage was gone.
And now... there were only Su Qi and his few companions here, as well as the little boy in the distance, bowing his head, his movements unclear.
"What did you just talk about, something about The Hustlers, what God???"
The Yellow Robed Priest muttered.
It wasn't that he hadn't heard clearly; in fact, it was because he heard too clearly that he was confused and didn't understand.
How had this guy become so divine?
A single slap had shattered the immense palm strike that he couldn't have blocked for long no matter how hard he tried!
Casually! Effortlessly!
What had happened to this guy?
At this moment, the aura emanating from Su Qi's body was giving him an inexplicable feeling of oppression, and remember, his own soul's quality was at the level of a Demigod!
And now, he was even adorned with the Yellow Robe!
