The door to heaven, which was countless kilometers in length and width, gradually closed, and the singing of praise that echoed in his ears slowly subsided.
With the extraction of the divinity that filled his flesh and soul, Li Rui felt an indescribable weakness, which not only came from his body, but also from his soul.
Li Rui's purple-gold dragon eyes slowly narrowed into a straight line as he looked at the obscure chaos in his soul.
In the race against the [ curse of the gods ], he was in the lead, but after this battle, he had clearly been overtaken!
As he repaired his spiritual body, he reflected on his choice. Li Rui found that there was no problem with his plan.
If he just stayed on earth and waited for the [ angels of chaos ] to descend, he might still be slowly eroded in a few years.
He needed more 'nutrition'!
He needed to 'run' more fiercely!
He needed to reach the "end" faster than the [ curse of the gods ]!
