" Si Pu La, you are the first god to fall in my hands…"
At the same time, Xia Ping 'an was standing upright on a tall mountain peak more than 7,000 kilometers west of Sin City. Under the starry sky, Xia Ping' an stood upright with his hands behind his back. He looked at the divine blessings that appeared one after another in the distant space crack. His eyes were calm as if he was watching a grand fireworks show.
If he had killed them in other places, most of Si Pu La's God's Blessing would have fallen into his hands, and his strength would have skyrocketed once again. However, if he killed them in that spatial crack, Si Pu La's God's Blessing would be sucked into the spatial turbulence as soon as it appeared. In the end, it was unknown who would benefit.
This was also the Heavenly Dao, right? Everything that was obtained from the universe had to be returned to the universe in the end…
Xia Pingan thought to himself.
"Is this the feeling of crushing a god?"
