"It's not that they don't come, but because pinpoint transmission consumes a lot of energy, at most only five can be sent."
The voice of the Fire God was magnificent, like leaping flames, giving an intangible sense of heat.
Lin Chen, from a great distance, felt the intangible heat even as the Fire God spoke.
This astonished Lin Chen immensely; it was terrifying beyond belief.
He was merely speaking, yet the entire space seemed to have been ignited, ready to burn at any moment, turning into a world of flames.
What would happen if he genuinely exerted his full strength?
The Creation God chuckled coldly: "Oh right, I forgot this; I'm very curious, how did you five get the first batch of transmission spots here? I suppose each of you hopes to catch me personally."
The voice of the Water God was gentle, indistinguishable between male and female, with rippling waves, giving a silent and traceless sense of tranquility.
