Hearing Fang Wang's words, the man in purple robes smiled as he watched him. "Junior, there are some things that you cannot see simply because you wish to."
He lifted his right hand, and a black small tower condensed in his palm, rapidly expanding to nine levels, each adorned with statues from all four directions so vivid that one glance induced a sense of enchantment.
Lu Yuanjun likewise summoned a black gourd. Three ghostly deities emerged, his black clothes fluttering like a ghastly spirit in the air, surrounding Fang Wang from both front and back with the man in purple.
Just then!
Powerful presences swept in from all directions of the heavens, some of which felt familiar to Fang Wang—it must be several Peak Masters from the Great Abyss Gate.
Backup had arrived.
Just like in the stories, always arriving belatedly.
But now it was Fang Wang's home ground, and no one could overshadow his grandeur!
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