Moment God

Han Sen's expression changed. He stared at Golden Growler, whose body still had its activeness. Golden Growler's life force was not gone yet. Compared to the last time he had seen him, his life force was weaker by a considerable amount.

His body still had that pouncing-forward position. His claws faced the god temple's gate. He looked like he was just frozen where he was.

"What is going on? What happened to Golden Growler?" Han Sen's face did not change. He could not figure out what was going on just yet.