Chapter 494: I Need a Mount

Eighty-seven Strange Spirits fell.

The figure in crimson armor sat cross-legged in the air, his expression indifferent.

He held a long spear, as if a Heavenly God descended among mortals.

Terrifying Strange Spirits had no power to resist in his hands.

Seeing this scene, all the Pottery People prostrated themselves, chanting "Heavenly God" repeatedly!

"Heavenly God!"

"This is absolutely divine!"

The woman dressed as a Taoist Priestess was stunned, shocked by the scene before her.

What kind of perfect Skill was this?

Eighty-seven Strange Spirits, each at a high Yellow Rank.

Their combined Soul Attacks could make even an Earth-level Army Commander from the rankings take caution.

Even a local tyrant at the Profound Level Army Commander, facing these many Soul Attacks, would only have death as an option.

Yet, so many Soul Attacks seemed to exempt the figure in the crimson armor.

Was he really a Heavenly God?