In the deep pit, Hong Xuanchen coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggling to sit up as he tried to consume a divine pill in his Sea of Consciousness to heal his injuries and recover quickly.
However, only then did he find out that hid Sea of Consciousness had already been sealed.
He looked at the sky, full of resentment as he barely managed to sit up. The other people from the Upper Realm who were with him quickly came to his side.
Seeing this, high above the Lower Realm, the Venerated True God of Divine Fortune shook his head, half disappointed and half content.
Half disappointed because Hong Xuanchen lost, and half content because he had already expected it, and Hong Xuanchen's performance was still decent enough.
He no longer watched the Lower Realm and closed his eyes, immersing himself in his previous ethereal state of cultivation.
He knew that Hong Xuanchen won't die. The other party won't dare to kill him.
