"There's no suppression at all. This body is completely a native lifeform of this small chiliocosm. Unfortunately, I couldn't wait until becoming a Supreme Daeva before I was born."
Lin Feng did not seem to care about the deaths of the Nine Revolutions Ravaging Daeva and Tian Hu. He did not even look at them. He only looked up into the depths of the void.
He vaguely sensed that the Flame of Genesis just now seemed to have communicated with a certain space and a certain type of rules, which was why it possessed such powerful strength.
In this world, bloodline was everything. To a certain extent, bloodline cultivation was the mainstream of small chiliocosm, and the manifestation of rules. Clearly, the Fire of Genesis represented the supreme rules of fire. It was one of the strongest types of rules in this small chiliocosm, and represented infinite destructive power.
