Andre and Chris, having just returned to Northern Europe, hadn't even made it back to their palaces when they suddenly received news: the Sakura Ancient Gods had emerged.
And not only had Lin Yuehua and Feng Wuji not retreated, but they were actually preparing to clash head-on with the Sakura Ancient Gods.
"They're truly overestimating their own strength," Andre sneered, his azure eyes filled with disdain. "Two at the Emperor Realm Early Stage, one of whom is newly promoted, and they dare challenge the Sakura Ancient God? They're just asking to die!"
Chris let out a cold laugh. "The Sakura Ancient Gods have five experts at the Emperor Realm Middle Stage, and their foundations run deep."
"The disparity is too great, both in numbers and in power."
"It's a good thing we got out of there quickly."
"Otherwise, the Sakura Ancient Gods wouldn't have spared us, either."
"Lin Yuehua and Feng Wuji are dead for sure."
Chris pronounced their doom, his tone dripping with malicious glee.
