Chen Xiu, who was following behind the fierce tiger, raised his head and looked at the five-colored light which covered the entire sky. Upon seeing it, his heart was completely calm without the slightest hint of excitement. If it had been before, he certainly would have gathered his squad to search for the source of the multicolored light to deal with the person who was being possessed by the soul of Ancient God Lakshmi.
After all, it would have been his only opportunity to become a god, so there would have been no room for mistakes.
But right then, he stayed by the two ancient gods. As long as he properly served them, he would be able to attain the cultivation of a god.
Even if the two ancient gods were not from Lanlou, he was willing to abandon his family and even Ancient God Asura. Everyone is just an ant before the gods—this sentence echoed in his mind at all times.
