Luo Bingxin's beauty, even among countless celestial maidens on the Upper Plane, could still be ranked among the top.
As she spoke these words, a smile appeared on Luo Bingxin's face, yet the Eastern War God perceived it as even more chilling.
Even though he knew the woman before him was spouting nonsense, the Eastern War God felt powerless.
The Upper-Rank Gods he brought weren't few, but definitely not enough.
To drag on until the support from other forces dispatched by the Immortal King arrives, it would still take some time.
To confront the tens of thousands of superpowerful entities from Dark Rising, relying solely on these Upper-Rank Gods was completely inadequate; he must rely on the strength of the Four Great Corpse Kings.
Therefore, even knowing the woman before him was bluffing, he had no intention of debating with her seriously.
