"We support the descent of the Divine Spirit!"
Wang Jianyao waved his left hand and shouted loudly.
"We caused the descent of the Divine Spirit!"
The others quickly joined in the shouting, voice after voice, engulfing the crowd in sound waves.
Yang Tian's face was cold and solemn. He said nothing, but gazed coldly at Wang Jianyao at the front of the crowd.
This Wang Jianyao feared that the Chen Family might kill him, but thinking of the AIDS in his body, which only the Corpse Demon could cure, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Anyone who dares to stop the descent of the Divine Spirit is an enemy of humanity. Even if they are from the Chen Family, they have no right to stop our human pursuit of survival!"
"Are they from the Chen Family?"
Someone in the crowd sensed something, and couldn't help but look at Yang Tian.
Suddenly, they felt that Yang Tian looked somewhat familiar.
