"Your skills are all Lao Liu's Divine Powers, huh? Anyone who crosses you is in big trouble; they wouldn't even know how they died," the Rot Wooden Box teased, then became serious, "However, none of these are offensive destiny Divine Powers. They can't negate the force of the Destiny Thunder Tribulation. You need to create a Supreme Divine Power that's even more formidable than the Fate-Pointing Finger."
"I know, but creating an offensive Supreme Divine Power isn't something that can be done quickly; it takes time." Yang Ji naturally wanted to create a powerful offensive Divine Power, but it was not something that could be rushed.
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Amidst the stars, a streak of light passed by. Yang Ji moved at extreme speeds, flying swiftly towards Taichu World.
One year, eight years, thirteen years, twenty-eight years, thirty-one years.
Time hurriedly passed by.
