"Using the body of Zhu Zhao to forcibly covet Mother God's power is too much for me. But fortunately, the new rules have started, and I can actually do such a thing."
The man cradled the face of the skeleton, as if through its burning eye sockets, he saw the boy skilled in calculations from the past, "Surprised, aren't you? If given a little more time, I believe you too can awaken from the eternal sleep. After all, Father God has been completely devoured by my son. You who have slumbered for so long can also be reborn from this half-dead state."
"Too bad, you don't have the chance anymore."
A staff entwined with a phoenix feather appeared in his hand, and with a thud, it landed on the ground.
The door to the dimension swung open, and the Fusang Divine Palace firmly rooted itself on Gangrenboqi Peak.
Ancient Gods emerged from the burning sea of fire.
