After saying this, he picked her up.
Due to the injury on her back, Jia Xitong sat on his forearm, and the two of them instantly disappeared from the spot.
Her Host's strength had increased again.
Although Jia Xitong's abilities weren't as high as his, this kind of strength had suddenly surged by a large margin, visible to the naked eye.
"Host, have your powers increased significantly?"
She hooked her hands around his neck, her eyes bright, "Can our strength kick the Martial God Temple now?"
Not just the Martial God Temple.
Jia Xitong still didn't know that the Shang Yanting in front of her wasn't the same Shang Yanting; he had already become a world-destroying Demon God. Even though his powers were suppressed by an inexplicable force when he forcefully entered this world, killing the Purple Robe Divine Servant and destroying the Divine Hall was not a difficult task.
But would he destroy the Martial God Temple?
Not for now.
The Divine Hall now served as his lackey.
