Han Xing seemed to be on the verge of victory.
Time slowly passed.
Another five minutes went by.
Up until now, since Han Xing's breakthrough, about an hour has passed.
And the progress bar in front of Han Xing had reached 62%.
"Almost there, just hang on for 40 more minutes!"
Han Xing's heart was filled with excitement.
And just at this moment.
He suddenly saw five red threads appear instantly on himself.
These threads were rapidly approaching him from the same direction.
And what's more terrifying, these threads were incredibly thick, none weaker than those of the True God of Yellow Sand.
"Middle-tier True Gods? So many?"
Han Xing felt a chill on his scalp and quickly warned, "Radiance, Cheng Jianyong!"
"Prepare yourselves, five True Gods are coming, at least at middle-tier True God level!"
"True Gods, where did so many True Gods come from?"
Upon hearing this, not only Radiance and Cheng Jianyong.
Even the True God of Yellow Sand was perplexed.
