Standing below them were a group of family gods with stern faces and bright eyes.
His body carried a few traces of the aura of a God being worshipped, but it was also mixed with a lot of mottled hostility.
"I'm telling you, if you try to challenge the lightning tribulation like this, I'm afraid 90% of you will die. But it's different for us. As long as we catch more ghosts and evil spirits, we'll be promoted step by step."
"The greater the ability, the faster the upgrade. For those with outstanding abilities, master directly sealed them as gods. His abilities were just average. In the future, he could just wear armor and become a heavenly soldier or general. It's just a matter of one person achieving Dao and his chickens and dogs rising to heaven. Sigh, it's not interesting. I'm going to be the river god anyway ...
