Making an Offer

The little boy said in an arrogant tone. All eyes turned to him.

At that moment, the Ultimate Demigod secretly inspected the visitor and cast a disdainful look.

“A High Demigod?”

At first, they thought that a tunnel of hope had appeared. But when they found that the little boy was only a High Demigod, all hopes were shattered.

Each of them who came to protect Prince Finley had at least a high-phased Demigod cultivation.

No matter how high one's cultivation power was, it was still tough being under this Spirit Beast's territory.

The sandstorm in the whirlpool of this Spirit Beast's mouth unleashed terrorizing power until all the power of all Demigods had been partially reduced.

Even the Ultimate Demigod was in a difficult situation and unable to help Prince Finley out.

But how arrogant was this kid? Even if his cultivation was high, that wasn't enough to help them. Moreover, he talked so arrogantly, this caused many Demigods to feel mad.