Feng Lin nodded in agreement, "The Soul Mentor of my village once said that gods are merely humans skilled at disguising themselves."
"Old Feng is right; to the eyes of ordinary people, we have already become gods."
Ji Guangling spread his hands with a smile, "In my opinion, these so-called Yin Yang Crusaders are no different from the Jiuli Tribe."
"Then, by that logic, the so-called Xi Wangmu Tribe is the same,"
Feng Lin remarked lightly.
"Exactly, they're just relatively powerful tribes, nothing to be afraid of."
Ji Guangling nodded, "Let's go back and rest for a few days."
"Oh, this is a potion I found from a big shot of the True Human Clan, take it back for research."
Feng Lin produced a Space Ring.
"Good!"
Ji Guangling accepted the ring.
"You're quite aware, huh? My Space Ring, just like that, walked away?" Feng Lin rolled his eyes.
"How about I give you one, will that be alright?"
