"You people..." The Tantric master's hard-earned composure of so many years finally completely shattered at this moment.
First they tricked him into attacking Mahabrahma, and now they were attacking a deity who wielded hope. Were all you people of Huaxia this reckless? Daring to strike at deities like this?
"I beseech the World-Honored One to act!" The Tantric master drew a section of a golden finger bone from his robes and hurled it forcefully toward the Lesser Master of Fate.
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