God Discarding Door, Closed

This was the first time Qin Wushuang saw the power of a Master God weapon. Inwardly, he smacked his tongue in wonder. That blue air shield that filled the sky truly resembled a plague of locusts, for it did not leave any openings.

Qin Wushuang asked himself, if he were under that attack, would he have had any hope to survive? It was too powerful. Since the Master God weapon without fully cultivated power was already in this state, then what would this weapon be like in the hands of a Master God? When Qin Wushuang thought about it, his entire body burned.

Although Ni Ao's death was incredibly serene, it still startled all the foreign tribe divine souls. Instantly, these people sensed the death of their leader.

All of them nearly became mad.

"Sir Ni Ao is dead?"

"Sir Ni Ao, he is an elite warrior at the Third Calamity of the Heavenly Supreme Dao Stage…"