Minister Wen, Marquis Wu, Deity Investiture!

"You Spiritual Dao brat, how dare you plot against me? You're really courting death!"

In the void, wind and thunder surged.

The power of the Divine King pierced through the void and enveloped Han Muye.

At this moment, he seemed to be carrying the entire world on his back.

The heavy power confined his entire body. Even the divine sword in his divine treasure was wrapped in a layer of divine light.

This was the terror of a Divine Dao cultivator who had become a Divine King.

Divine power indeed had its merits.

Han Muye, whose body was imprisoned, stood where he was, but he was constantly figuring out the attributes of the Divine King's power and sensing the characteristics of his Divine Dao power.

This was a rare opportunity.

As for his own safety, he really did not care.

Marquis Wu was beside him. If he could be injured by the Divine King, then Marquis Wu would no longer be Marquis Wu.

"Boom!"