It was all because of this damn palm print that Qin Chen's divine power was being drained away in a steady stream. If it wasn't for the palm print, he might not have ended up in such a state.
Now, he felt as if he would go limp from a few steps when his divine power would be drained again.
Thinking of this, he felt a little uneasy. It seemed that he had to find a chance to solve this problem. He himself had no way to get rid of the palm print left by a Great God.
Either the mischief-maker had to undo the mischief, or he could only find an even more terrifying Great God to help get rid of the palm print.
And now, the stone God was on its way. He was extremely furious at the moment and wanted to tear all the humans to pieces. To think they had seized the opportunity to steal the Heavenly God Spring from the palace.
