"What a tyrannical force, cough cough..."
He slightly raised his head, bleeding from the seven orifices, his breathing weak.
Forcing his eyes open a slit, enduring the pain.
Ye Qingzhou glanced at the rainbow in the sky, suddenly sensing something: "It's coming..."
Bang~
History repeated itself; ten minutes later, Ye Qingzhou swiftly climbed up from the ground. Although he had taken another beating and was directly killed, with the ability of Blood Rebirth, his body was now rejuvenated, and he felt refreshed.
He quickly moved his body's joints, twisted his neck, and stood at the edge of the pool. His gaze pierced through the mist, staring at the figure under the waterfall.
"Very good, it seems I'm getting closer to the realm of Martial God..."
Ye Qingzhou's heart was as calm as a still lake. The opportunity before him was indeed rare—a deceased Celestial King Martial God revealing the secrets of 'Creation' to him without reservation.
