Chapter 1752: Anger

Thick purple clouds rushed into the godly palace.

The Amazing Little Taoist was glowing with purple-gold light and holding the Purple-Gold Bagua Mirror. It trampled on the bloody corpses, walking into the godly palace with a strut.

Seeing the Amazing Little Taoist, Nine Heavenly Maiden finally smiled with her marvelous face.

Now that the ancient saint pill that was one hundred thousand years old was around, Zhang Ruochen should be close as well.

Nine Heavenly Maiden always thought that Zhang Ruochen was the best talent from Kunlun's Field of this generation. Even compared to the ancient Gods, he was still better, capable of what others weren't.

Zhang Ruochen was their only hope to survive today.

Him coming here meant Kunlun's Field might be able to make it out of today alive.