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The gods in the meeting room were clearly divided.
The deities of the Temple of the Gods delighted in the misfortune, their joy evident on their faces, seemingly having already foreseen the tragic scene of Ying Yue and his group being besieged by a million Four-horned Demon Eels.
However, the gods of the Celestial Court wore serious expressions, their hearts filled with incessant worries.
A million Four-horned Demon Eels!
Equivalent to a million Grandmasters!
A million Grandmasters, such a terrifying force was not just a disaster for the mere five demigods, but even the entire Earth could be flattened. How were Ying Yue and his group supposed to defend themselves?
"I hope they realize the danger and leave quickly," the Thunder God said as he clenched his fists, feeling very anxious.
However, the situation did not develop as he wished.