In the Bitter Life Mountain Range, the wind stopped blowing, the sand stopped moving, and everything was silent.
Only the crimson red sky was like light or blood, constantly churning and spreading, as if the sky was injured, dying the surroundings with blood.
On the roof, the heir's voice echoed. In this silent world, he talked about karma related to gods.
"I'm not a god, and I don't have divine sources in my body."
"However, I also have authority, but it's different from gods… It didn't come from the ignition of the divine fire but from the blessing of the Wanggu Heavenly Dao."
"Therefore, I can't help you with how to control your divine source. I can only give you a direction, and that is hunger."
The heir stared at Xu Qing.
"Hunger?" Xu Qing fell silent. A moment later, he glanced at the captain.
In his memory, every time the captain saw the flesh of gods, he seemed to be extremely hungry.
