"Eight thousand years of power, I can enhance the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield again!"
Unable to break through the Divine Realm in a short time, Wei Fan could only pin his hopes on the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield as his trump card.
If he hadn't continuously reinforced the Golden Bell Shield, he might have perished at the hands of the masked man earlier. The power of the divine soldier was terrifying; if it weren't for the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield that day, he would only have been met with death.
Now, the White Elephant Demon Monarch was seeking him out to avenge his child. Previously, Yuan Zian, who killed the disciple of Grandmaster Sun Jinglin, and the matter of the masked man.
His intuition told him that the masked man was merely a pawn, not the true mastermind behind the scenes.
As for why the expert behind the masked man did not make a move personally, Wei Fan had his guesses.
