Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!
Those injured Divine Lord Grade powerhouses did not retreat.
Instead, humiliation and rage burned their eyes red!
They swallowed sacred medicine, forcefully suppressed their wounds, and charged back with furious roars.
"Faustus, you actually dared to attack us!"
"I'd like to see just how much trouble a brat fresh out of the cradle can stir up!"
"Enough nonsense. Take him down first!"
Those Divine Lord Grade powerhouses no longer dared to casually use their Divine-grade secret treasures.
Faustus's Basin of Greed was far too ridiculous. Any secret treasure below Primordial Law Grade was no different from a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.
In their eyes, using secret treasures was no different from handing him gifts.
And they were not delivery servants.
Divine Lord Grade powerhouses could cross the Chaos star sea by relying on themselves. Naturally, they were no ordinary figures.
