Han Fei took a deep breath and looked at the magnificent soul shadow, wondering if this was a f*cking Dharma Idol or something.
Immediately afterward, Qiu Wanren's voice rumbled between the heavens and earth. "With my soul, I command the world and bestow a divine burial on you."
Han Fei felt an invisible pulse smashing down from the sky.
Bang!
With just one blow, the void around this god all shattered. Although the strength of the god of the Heaven Concealing Divine Race soared, he was still blasted hundreds of millions of kilometers away by the instant impact.
At this moment, Han Fei realized how terrifying the attack of a god was. Everything in the world seemed to have turned into Qiu Wanren's power, and countless laws were crushing him.
But even so, the god of the Heaven Concealing Divine Race quickly stabilized himself. "An ancient god? I'd like to see whether the ancient god or the current god is stronger."
