Within the surging crowds of the city, a vast sea of people knelt down on both sides of the road.
The Divine phantom emerged from within the city, surrounded by divine light and with a deep voice, spoke coldly and mockingly at Li Muyang, filled with hostility.
Li Muyang, who heard the other party's words, was somewhat surprised.
"A traitor?"
Wu Ming is a traitor to the Divines?
Where does that even come from...
Just as Li Muyang was about to speak, the Divine phantom in front of him suddenly released a brilliant divine light.
In an instant, the dazzling and colorful divine light engulfed Li Muyang, and the scenes in his field of vision changed one after another.
Li Muyang, who was originally standing in the city, now found himself in an ancient jungle full of blooming flowers and colossal trees.
And that resplendent Divine phantom now stood within this jungle, watching Li Muyang with a detached gaze.