On the distant horizon, more than thirty streaks of Escape Light were rapidly approaching, their auras mostly at the Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation levels.
"...Just a bunch of pushovers."
Luo Binghu, with the face of a child and an impressively ample chest, scoffed. With a flick of her fair wrist, she brandished an exquisite thunder hammer. It exuded a daunting pressure, and an electric dragon could be seen faintly coiling around it.
With a mere thought, a faint, clear light enveloped Ling Changqing, concealing his facial features and hiding the unusual phenomenon of his Destiny.
"Protect our husband. I'll go take care of them and be right back!"
Luo Binghu glanced at Qingsi, Liu Ying Meng Luan, and the other women as she spoke. Then, her tall, voluptuous figure shot into the air like a bolt of lightning, swiftly lunging toward the approaching Escape Lights.
