The four people in the Divine Court all had dark expressions.
The guardian of this layer of the Divine Country opened his mouth and demanded an arm, which they found completely unacceptable. Losing an arm meant losing at least half of their overall strength.
In this perilous Divine Country, their powers were already suppressed.
It was akin to a direct death sentence.
Too ruthless.
"This deal doesn't leave us any room for survival. This gatekeeper wants us dead." In the shadows, someone gritted their teeth, glaring hatefully at the young girl standing not far away.
The likes of Minor Celestial Officer and River Deity knew this situation all too well.
The two exchanged glances and immediately dismissed the idea of using force; no one could tell the depths of this gatekeeper's power, and acting rashly would be a dead end.
However.
If they wanted to leave this place, they needed the flower in her hand.
"Do you know which layer of the Divine Country this is?"
At that moment.
