"Xie Wuyou, you arrived three days later than promised..."
A cold voice came from the statue.
Thump!
Xie Wuyou, who was kneeling below, was instantly frightened out of his wits. With infinite panic and fear, he began to kowtow crazily.
"Great God, forgive me! I'm too weak, so it's too difficult to obtain treasures from those secret realms. Even if I used all my strength, I could only find these three things in three months. I will definitely work harder next time and offer more and better sacrifices to you!"
Xie Wuyou was extremely terrified.
Hearing this, the God of Darkness snorted coldly.
Whoosh!
When his gaze swept across the three treasures on the altar, he frowned again.
"Only three spiritual items? Xie Wuyou, you have disappointed me. You only brought me such inferior things in three months. How can I give you great power?"
The God of Darkness was getting increasingly dissatisfied.
