In the blink of an eye, several months had passed.
Inside the black-gold Pagoda, Tang Hao finally opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
He had completely devoured the eternal divine fire.
Even though that ball of divine fire was extremely weak, it was still extremely troublesome to devour.
After all, this was the source of an ancestor God's power, and it was extremely unique and mysterious.
He looked at Qi zu, whose body had mostly melted and turned into pure divine liquid.
"Soon!"
He muttered to himself and continued to refine.
About two to three months later, Qi zu's physical body was finally completely refined and his soul was also captured and suppressed.
"It's not easy!"
He heaved a sigh of relief.
