The Divine General wore a stern expression, brandishing a scepter with overwhelming momentum. The three generals surrounded Zhou Chuan, forming a cage of death.
"Such terrifying suppression! I can't move!" Feng Wannian, caught in the middle, knew full well that they didn't consider him a threat at all; their ultimate moves were meant entirely for Zhou Chuan.
"Ah Shan, block them!"
Chapter 1806