If the Divine Kings really get desperate and go all in with their true bodies, can Zhao Ji really hold them off?
Besides...aside from joy and worry, there was also a trace of unwillingness in their hearts.
After all...clearing the path so Qiu Tu could get the "Heavenly God Positional Frame".
And who were those obstacles? Weren't the two of them?
One was ranked third, the other fourth. If Qiu Tu wanted to get a spot in the "Heavenly God Trial", he'd have to step over their heads.
They'd been stuck at the peak of the eighth realm for so many years—their biggest dream was to become Heavenly Gods.
Yet now, when the dream was closest, they had to give up their spot. No matter how magnanimous they were, they couldn't help feeling a little bitter inside.
But the two knew it wasn't their place to speak here. From the start, they were just people who jumped in to stick with the strong.
Since they chose to submit as followers, they had to obey orders.
