The moment Xisha God stepped into the ambush circle, he stopped, and fine gravel seemed to pour out of his body, covering it in an instant. The gravel accumulated into sand dunes, turned into sand waves, and rolled up.
At the same time, Qin Yang, who was standing at the entrance, saw the fourth golden elixir in the Dao Foundation light up, and the shadow of Taiwei's scepter appeared inside.
Qin Yang waved his hand, and the darkness spread silently, completely isolating the underground sand sea from the outside world.
Using Xingyin's magical power to isolate a large area, it is equivalent to spreading the shielded area from his body surface to the entire battlefield.
In this way, everything here will not be noticed by the outside world, but similarly, Qin Yang's figure will still be seen within this area.
The sword-browed hair is long, and there is a brilliance in his eyes. For a moment, he is like a god, and he seems to be a real top Taoist master. However, no matter how carefully he senses it, he seems to feel nothing, like a mortal.
It's like a dead person.
He created a new face that is almost as handsome as before, but now, no one will pay attention to him at all.
"From the time of taking action to the time of retreat, there are only fifteen breaths in total. If it exceeds, I will leave immediately."
Qin Yang looked coldly at the battlefield ahead and gave a reminder.
His Xingyin magical power spreads to such a large area, and if he is willing, he can indeed hide it for more than a stick of incense.
Even if there is a god and several top masters from various sects inside, he can still suppress it.
But even though he could hide, it was impossible to avoid being discovered by others.
In a dozen breaths, as long as someone in the Heavenly Palace pays attention to this place, they will definitely notice something strange.
The purpose of hiding is just to prevent everyone from revealing their identity. Qin Yang is trying his best to provide them with support and give everyone a way out.
In fact, he is already prepared now. This time, even if he fails to hunt the gods, he will be able to retreat unscathed.
It would be impossible for him to provide support every time something like this happens in the future.
As Qin Yang's words fell, he saw in the darkness, surging water waves rushing down, raising large amounts of foggy water vapor, and the water vapor penetrated into the rushing yellow sand.
In a blink of an eye, the speed of the rushing sand waves suddenly slowed down, as if they were carrying tens of millions of heavy objects. It became extremely difficult to set off a wave.
The god of Xisha in the yellow sand gave a low shout, and with a light tap of his fingertips, the waves of the sand waves were suddenly covered by great power and forcibly lifted up.
But the next moment, the water vapor that penetrated into the sand waves condensed into water flow again, and a trace of lightness, excellence, and ethereal aura rose up.
Along with the force of the rushing sand waves, the whole sea of sand transformed by the Xisha god was lifted up and suspended in mid-air.
Even if it is allowed to writhe, it will not be able to exert its great power.
Take its lightness and turn it into mist, so as to relieve the overwhelming force. This is the water of lightness.
Originally, we came to the underground sand sea, which was the home ground of the Xisha God. But now, unable to reach the sky or reach the ground, the power of the Xisha God has suddenly become much empty.
Under the sea of sand, a shirtless strong man shouted angrily and slapped his hands on the ground under the sea of sand.
The magical power turns into steel when it touches the ground.
The metallic luster floated all around, and in an instant, all the rocks within a radius of a hundred miles were dyed with metallic luster, turning into serious black steel, and the power of Gengjin surged out.
He uses the terrain of the underground sand sea to give birth to his home field, and then uses this to isolate the Xisha gods for help.
The moment this step was completed, raging fire turned into a river and enveloped the entire sea of sand. The flames continued to burn and cause chaos, causing everything around the sea of sand to disappear, completely isolating the sea of sand.
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Qin Yang watched coldly. At this time, there were still two people who had not taken action.
One is the great elder of the Wutu Sect, and the other is the guy in the hooded robe.
The latter is what he thinks is a person from Tiangong, or in other words, someone attracted by the great priest of inspiration.
According to the discussion between them, the most critical step in hunting the gods fell on this person.
The authority of the Xisha god is attributed to the Five Elements, which is essentially the same as the practice of the Wutu Sect. However, his authority itself is too strong. If he is allowed to truly enter the underground sand sea, no one can kill him.
Even if Taihao takes action himself, he can only destroy the entire underground sand sea before he can kill the Xisha God.
It is inherently difficult to deal with, has strong defense, and strong vitality. If you want to kill the Xisha God, the most critical blow must essentially be to use the method of one wood to execute the other wood, in order to cut off its vitality, eliminate its escape route, and take away
His authority.
As for the great elder of the Wutu Sect, the only person he could find who could deliver a fatal blow to the Xisha God after entering the underground sand sea was this hooded man.
As the great elder of the Wutu Sect, no one knows the Xisha God better than him. Of course he knows how to exploit its strengths and avoid its weaknesses and slander its fatal points.
Seeing that everyone else has arranged all the necessary conditions, as long as the hooded man hesitates, all his efforts will be wasted.
For some reason, he glanced at Qin Yang in the distance.
Qin Yang's face was calm, and his eyes were full of calmness. This hooded man, whether he took action or not, would not have a big impact on the outcome.
He thought in his heart what the hooded man would choose, but that didn't mean he wouldn't make plans. What should he do if the hooded man escaped from the battlefield.
After the hooded man hesitated for a moment, Qin Yang turned his attention to the sea of sand hanging in mid-air and stepped out.
The moment he stepped out, the hooded man's heart trembled.
It was obvious that this strange guy had no hope at all on him.
He thought of Qin Yang's previous words.
Do you want to believe that the great priest of inspiration will reward him with a godship one day in the future, after a certain god dies, or when a new authority appears?
Or should he wait and fight for the most appropriate authority in his mind?
The moment the thought flashed across his mind, he no longer hesitated and reached the sand sea one step ahead of Qin Yang.
He turned into a stream of light and submerged into the sea of sand.
Suddenly, the churning sea of sand trembled slightly, as if it had come to a standstill, and something was brewing inside it.
At the same time, the great elder of Wutu Sect, who had been hiding and not taking action, also took action at this moment.
He held a large earth-colored gourd in his hands. The moment the sea of sand came to a standstill, a burst of suction force erupted. The two runes "Wutu" on the gourd lit up, and the gravel in the sea of sand spiraled into the big gourd.
In the gourd.
Inside the sand sea, plants were sprouting, and in an instant they turned into steel wood, which exploded out of the sand sea with a popping sound.
The light water in the sea of sand will be swallowed up by the plants, and the dry gravel will immediately be swallowed up by the big gourd.
In just three breaths, the sea of sand, which weighed as much as tens of millions, shrank rapidly and disappeared.
The huge plant system criss-crossed and turned into steel trees, suppressing the Xisha god in the center.
Kong has authority, but he has no way to draw on it in the place closest to his home court, and his own strength is also being squeezed.
And at this moment, every root system on the steel wood is like a spider web as thin as hair, covering the body surface of the Xisha god, penetrating into the bones and blood of his body.
He could feel that his life was slowly passing away.
His expression was indifferent, but a trace of fear arose in his heart. The moment the fear appeared, he knew that he would die within three breaths at most.
After death, his authority will also be taken away, and he will lose completely.
His death is inevitable, and the only thing that can be done is to prevent power from falling into the hands of the other party.
The moment this thought emerged, he looked around, looked at the great elder of the Wutu Sect, and whispered.
"Endless Crazy Sand."
The moment the god's whisper resounded through the space, his chest exploded. Where his heart was, there was no heart anymore, only a grain of gold sand, beating like a beating heart.
That grain of golden sand flew out from his chest, quickly copied and split itself, and in the blink of an eye, it turned from a grain of sand into a handful of yellow sand.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, knowing that their success was in vain.
The god of Xisha, with his own death, caused the concrete form of authority to lose control. The people present, even the Tao Lord and his like, could not suppress an out-of-control authority.
They turned and left.
At this moment, before Qin Yang appeared with the handful of yellow sand, the yellow sand had expanded exponentially and covered an area of several feet.
Qin Yang opened his mouth and inhaled, and the sand waves turned into tornadoes, continuously entering his mouth and being led into the eye of the sea.
Under the eyes of the sea, the Book of Gods opened a new page, and the tornado turned into sand waves roared in.
When Qin Yang spent two breaths of time to swallow up all the wild sand, the gravel did not enter the Book of Gods and turned into the pattern of a grain of gold sand.
The Xisha god, who had turned into gravel but could barely maintain his human form without collapsing, looked at Qin Yang with some surprise.
Qin Yang stretched out his hand expressionlessly, inserted it into the exploding chest of the Xisha god, and activated his skill.
Holding two light balls in his hand, he retracted.
The next moment, the Xisha god was completely transformed into sand, shattered into gravel all over the sky, and scattered in the wind.
The Xisha gods have fallen, and the endless Kuangsha authority that is still struggling crazily is no longer struggling so fiercely. However, it is still a bit hard to suppress it with the Book of Gods. It will not be suppressed for long before it will break free.
Its aura is completely irrepressible. If it were outside the Eye of the Sea at this moment, Qin Yang would not be able to block it.
In the flash of lightning and flint, everything was over. At this moment, Qin Yang opened his mouth and spat out the endless sand suppressed in the Book of Gods.
He rushed towards the great elder of Wutu Sect.
"Remember, this is what you owe me, and you will have to pay it back one day."
The great elder of Wutu Sect has no intention of thinking about the future now. In his eyes, there is only the endless rushing sand.
He did not dodge or dodge, allowing the endless sand to submerge him, and began the process of fusion.
Qin Yang looked at the others.
"You have two choices now. One, I will erase the beginning and end for you, and two, you can leave on your own."
Upon hearing this, the hooded man was the first to stand up and said in a deep voice.
"It's time to work."
Qin Yang stretched out his hand and slapped the hooded man on the forehead.
The hooded man tensed up, but relaxed again in an instant, letting Qin Yang's hand fall down, and the black light fell, and according to the timeline, all his memories of the past month or so were chopped off.
After it was completed, the hooded man was unscathed.
The others were silent for a moment, then stepped forward one by one and let Qin Yang do what he did.
If they dare to come, they are naturally well prepared and can clear themselves of suspicion, but no one thinks there is anything wrong with being more thorough.
After all relevant traces were removed, they all left one by one.
Whether the great elder of the Wutu Sect can successfully integrate has nothing to do with them, and they can't do anything.
Everything that can be done has been done.
After everyone left, the hooded man still stood there and did not leave.
"Don't you leave because you want to see with your own eyes whether he will succeed?"
"No, I can't leave." The hooded man opened his hood, revealing a very weathered face. He looked middle-aged, but his temperament seemed to be extremely old.
"Whether I didn't come and didn't take action at all, or I came and betrayed the great priest, the result was the death of the Xisha god. For Tiangong, I was destined to die.
Even though I have made all kinds of preparations, now I don’t remember what I did, the final outcome is the same.”
The hooded man looked calmly at the great priest of the Wutu Sect who was wrapped in gravel in the distance.
Qin Yang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this guy's vision was accurate.
"Even if I didn't take action and turned against him in battle, the Xisha god didn't fall, and I wouldn't have any good results.
If something like this happens, the gods of Xisha will not tolerate me, because within the boundless realm, except for the people of the Heavenly Palace, I am the only one who can use Jiamu to practice Yimu. As a god, he wants to deal with a Heavenly Palace.
For outsiders, it’s too easy.
From the moment the high priest laid his eyes on me, my fate was already doomed.
If they are not gods, they are all ants that can be slaughtered by the heavenly palace at any time.
I don’t want to be doomed, so I can only take a gamble.”
Qin Yang nodded. When he is not dazzled by interests, he will not be too stupid if he is strong enough.
It seemed that even though he didn't say anything, the hooded man actually already knew how to choose.
The other party may see it more clearly than he does.
He didn't hesitate from the beginning, he just wanted to make a gesture, and even in the end, he didn't have to take Qin Yang's sword.
Qin Yang understood that this man just wanted to see what he was going to do.
"Aren't you leaving?"
"No need to leave, I have to wait for the next god." The hooded man looked calmly and looked at the great elder of the Wutu Sect who was still merging.
"The god Xisha died, and the next person to come back is most likely the god Yimu, who holds the authority over the essence of Yimu.
If the Xisha God falls, Yimu God can easily kill the person who just inherited the Endless Crazy Sand.
What I want is his authority."
Qin Yang looked this guy up and down and clicked his tongue.
So that’s it.
This guy had tested him before, but now he felt that he, Qin Youde, had the strength and had the chance to kill the gods who were coming, so he said so much.
If the one who came was really the Taiyi god, after Qin Yang took great pains to kill it, the hooded man would be the last one to inherit the power.
Qin Yang himself will definitely not inherit that authority.
This guy has such beautiful thoughts.
At this moment, a bud grew out of the hooded man's palm. A trace of white frost appeared on the bud, and in an instant, the bud collapsed and disappeared.
The hooded man sighed in disappointment.
"It seems that the great priest has been on guard against me for a long time. The god who came is not the god Yimu at all.
It seems that he doesn't care at all whether the Xisha god has died, nor will he specifically target his successor.
He just wanted to get rid of me too.
Let's go, the gods coming now can't kill the great elder."
As the words fell, countless roots sprouted under the hooded man's feet, wrapping around his body and slowly sinking into the ground, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Qin Yang activated the Si Zi Jue for a moment to capture all the information. From the direction of the entrance to the underground sand sea, a chill emerged.
He understood that this was a god who came to support him. He was not targeting the authority of the Xisha gods, but the hooded man.
According to the method of the five elements mutually reinforcing each other, possessing the authority of this cold energy can be regarded as completely overcoming the power of the hooded man.
And here, the gravel that wrapped the Wutu Sect's great elder also began to wrap around his body, sinking continuously into the depths of the underground sand sea.
It seems that he has completed part of it, and now that he is sinking, no one can stop him.
There should be no suspense about the success of the integration.
Qin Yang was not in a hurry to leave. He closed his eyes slightly and smelled the chill that began to appear in the air. A strange smile appeared in the corner of his mouth for no reason.
"No way……"
In the Heavenly Palace, how many gods there are, large and small, what is the authority of each one, and what is the state of each one after putting aside their authority? It is not a secret in the Heavenly Palace.
The real secret is just how far each god, big or small, controls its own authority.
This is the core of gods and the core of strength.
Just like what happened just now, everyone can only support and restrain each other among the five elements.
We all know that wood can overcome earth, and if there is too much earth, wood will break.
What really determines the outcome and outcome is the degree, not the mutual conflict that everyone knows.
If the Xisha god had a higher level of control over power, he would not be controlled until death this time, but would instead kill all those who would come.
In the heavenly palace, there are indeed several gods who can have such cold energy.
However, among these gods, only one can change the surrounding celestial phenomena even before they appear, some of which cannot be concealed.
Qin Yang is not ready to leave.
Since there is only one god coming now, and there is no trace of the Great Priest of Inspiration, it means that the people in the ancient underworld were not that useless. They did indeed do something, at least they delayed the Great Priest of Inspiration.
Qin Yang narrowed the scope of Xingyin, completely hiding himself, and quietly waited for the visitor.
After half a stick of incense, frost began to appear on the surrounding stone walls, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the cold wind howled.
Qin Yang raised his head and looked at the stone wall above. The dripping water was constantly frozen, and slowly turned into ice picks, hanging upside down on the stone wall.
The chill that penetrates into one's bone marrow emerges here.
It seems that winter is coming.
Sure enough, after a few breaths, a deity dressed in a white dress, with white hair and eyebrows, and skin as cold as frost, like a human woman, with an expressionless face and indifferent eyes, appeared underground.
Qin Yang grinned and almost laughed out loud.
God of winter.
As for which god in the Heavenly Palace, he is 100% sure that he can kill the opponent one on one with one hand.
This is the god of winter.
The weakest authority in the Heavenly Palace is the one-yuan goddess, whose authority is based on physical treasures that already exist between heaven and earth, such as one-yuan heavy water and endless sand.
Most of them are in this category.
The god of winter, with winter as his authority, controls the winter in the rotation of the four seasons.
In essence, they are not even a little stronger than the group with the weakest authority.
No wonder the hooded man ran away early before. If his power was against someone with authority like Frost, he would still be able to make a difference. However, if he was against the God of Winter and was forcibly suppressed by the other party using the power of the sky, he might not even be able to defeat him.
The bean sprouts cannot sprout.
However, what Qin Yang is least afraid of is the winter god.
The winter-killing method he learned from Qin Baldou finally met his 120% professional counterpart in the method.
If Qin Baldou took action in person, even if he was of the same level, I estimate that Qin Baldou could chop the winter god to death with one strike without using all his strength.
In all likelihood, her authority has been chopped to pieces, and she can only wait to be reunited later.
Qin Yang grinned happily, hiding in the stars, standing quietly on the only path of the winter god.
When the other party came closer, he stretched out his hand to hold it in vain, drooping his eyelids, and the image of Qin Baldou's slash began to appear in his mind. His body had completely memorized that slash.
Now the instinct of the physical body began to emerge. The shadow of a hatchet appeared in his hand, and a murderous intention that was colder than the cold winter emerged.
In an instant, the scope of Xingyin suddenly spread to a hundred feet, covering the winter god.
When the Winter God saw him, what he saw was the shadow of a hatchet, slashing towards her head-on.
That sword seemed to want to kill winter, directly remove winter from the four seasons, and directly deny the existence of winter from the root.
The unparalleled domineering physical power, coupled with Qin Yang's power, burst out together.
The physical Dao Lord, the power Dao Lord, and the magical power Dao Lord, coupled with the terrifying background and powerful explosion, together serve as the source of power for the winter-killing method.
Coupled with this blow, for the winter god, it is equivalent to an explosion of 120% of the power.
For monks, this so-called 120%, compared to 100%, at least has to climb to a larger realm, which is an essential evolution.
one strike.
The shadow of the hatchet disappeared.
The Winter God's face was still expressionless and indifferent, but her pupils slowly spread out, and the cold air around her condensed into an ice crystal white lotus.
Then, traces of cracks appeared, and the ice crystal white lotus also cracked.
Qin Yang stretched out his hands, collected the broken ice crystal white lotus with one hand, threw it into the eyes of the sea, and put it into the Book of Gods.
He saved the winter god with one hand and sent her to the realm of the dead.
Two more balls of light.
After being transcended, her body was like winter frost, silently melting and dissipating in the air.
Qin Yang sighed and noticed the look in the eyes of the winter god.
They are exactly the same as the ones I met before. It seems that they have all had something taken away by Taihao.
As soon as he thought about it, Qin Yang disappeared.
After leaving the Infinite Realm quietly, Qin Yang found a place to take a good look at this harvest.
Originally it was only aimed at the Xisha God, and the worst plan was to compete with the Great Priest of Inspiration. Of course, this was not a direct confrontation, but to convey some wrong news to the other party.
Unexpectedly, the people from the ancient underworld were more powerful, and they managed to survive the encounter with the God of Winter in the end.
I saved two gods and touched four balls of light.
First there are the Xisha gods, two blue ones.
One part was a memory, and there was no surprise. It was also a picture of him being conferred as a god. Qin Yang quickly and skillfully killed the one who couldn't be seen, only looking at the Xisha god.
Exactly the same, there was something on the Xisha god that was taken away by Taihao.
The other blue one is a secret.
The secret about the great priest of inspiration.
The great priest of inspiration will never die.
Qin Yang frowned slightly. Will the great priest of inspiration die?
What does it mean not to die?
Is it a magical power similar to Zhang Zhengyi’s Immortal Phoenix?
Or is it the Immortal Phoenix? No, Zhang Zhengyi has succeeded to the position of Emperor of the Underworld, and all the shortcomings have been completed. There can be no second person who awakens the bloodline of the Immortal Phoenix.
So what kind is he?
Or maybe he became undead like the Puppet Master.
However, the secret found in the Xisha God is as if it has been mosaicd. Only an outline can be seen, not the whole thing at all.
Qin Yang guessed that this might involve the Great Priest of Inspiration and was covered up by the other party.
Or, this secret may be a secret that the gods of Xisha once knew but no longer know.
If this is the case, the great priest of inspiration may also have the ability to erase other people's memories.
He tried to break the cover.
However, the moment he started, he felt that the authority of the great priest of inspiration was involved.
His golden elixir suddenly lit up, and an image of Taiwei's authority appeared in his palm.
A golden spear appeared in his hand.
…
Within the Infinite Realm, the Great Priest of Inspiration is still among the people of the ancient underworld, confronting each other across the Infinite Realm.
The two parties had a tacit understanding and did not allow the situation to develop further. The Great Priest of Inspiration did not spread the news or make any small moves.
As for the female cultivator, she did not pollute the Inexhaustible Realm anymore, she was just using words to tease the great priest of inspiration.
In order to make the inspiration of the great priest's mind waver.
Suddenly, the Great Priest of Inspiration seemed to sense something, and two divine lights suddenly lit up in his blind gray eyes.
The light seemed to pierce the darkness and turned into an invisible bridge, allowing him to see Qin Yang directly.
However, before he could see anything clearly, he saw a golden spear, carrying a fierce murderous intention, crossing the space, using his eyes as a bridge, and galloping towards him.
Wherever the golden spear passed, the bridges transformed by the gaze were all shattered and annihilated.
In the gray eyes of the great priest of inspiration, the divine light suddenly dissipated.
A golden spear suddenly appeared in front of him.
The great priest of inspiration looked calm and did not reach out to stop him at all.
He had already recognized it, it was a heart-breaking spear.
He can't stop him now.
The spear pierced between his eyebrows and stabbed out from the back of his head.
The sudden change caused the expressions of the female cultivator and the black-faced man facing each other to change.
They don't know why this happens, but it doesn't matter.
The dark-faced burly man discovered the opportunity and was about to take action when the female cultivator put a hand on his shoulder and said solemnly.
"do not move!"
Sure enough, the great priest of inspiration, whose head was pierced by the Heart-killing Spear, slowly stretched out his hand and pulled out the golden spear that pierced his head.
After they were all pulled out, the Heart-Destroying Spear dissipated automatically, but no wounds could be seen on the head of the Great Priest of Inspiration, and not a drop of blood appeared.
"Heart-killing Spear."
The great priest of inspiration glanced at the people in the ancient underworld, turned around and left, no longer caring about the female cultivator and the others, and seemed not to care about the pollution of the Infinite Realm.
The female cultivator's expression was also changing, and she recognized it.
That is the heart-killing star officer under Taiwei's command, a unique heart-killing spear.
However, during the time she came to this world, she had gained a general understanding of the world. In this world, there was no such thing as Taiwei Emperor.
People in this world only know Emperor Taihao.
At least for most monks, the three heavenly emperors are all Xinmi.
And now, Officer Zhu Xinxing appears here.
What's more important is that the Great Priest of Inspiration was hit in the face by the Heart-Destroying Spear, but he was unscathed.
This was what she was more afraid of. She had no idea how the great priest of inspiration did it.
"Walk."
After pondering for a while, the female cultivator temporarily gave up her plan to continue.
Her goal has been achieved.
I held back the great priest of inspiration and tested it by the way, and the result was there.
Taihao is definitely not here now, and the great priest Huiyao is definitely not just dead.
…
On the other side, Qin Yang dispersed the shadow of the scepter emerging from the golden elixir.
Now he knows what it means that the great priest of inspiration will not die.
Simply literal meaning.
The heart-killing spear hit, but to no avail.
It's as if the great god of inspiration is immune to the heart-piercing spear.
But it's impossible. No living creature is immune to the Heart-Destroying Spear.
When you cast the Heart Killing Spear, you either hit or miss.
When it hits, there are only two results.
Either being heartbroken or suffering from trauma, there is no way there will be no reaction.
Unless it's an unintentional death.
And the great priest of inspiration is definitely not an unintentional dead person.
After pondering for a while, Qin Yang put it down for now and will study it slowly later to see how he can decipher the content behind the secret.
He felt that this secret must be the fatal point of the great priest of inspiration.
So this time Xisha God was used as a chess piece, most likely because he knew too much.
Perhaps the deepest purpose of the Great Priest of Inspiration from the very beginning was to let the Xisha God die.
After opening two light balls, continue to look at the light balls drawn from the body of the Winter God.
It is no surprise that it is the same memory of the deity. The whole process is exactly the same, except that the protagonist is changed every time.
Qin Yang now wants to know what Taihao took away, so that these guys, after turning into indifferent gods, still regard this incident as the most impressive thing.
If it is just an edict, it is completely unnecessary. Everyone has a time when something was taken away, and this time may be their most profound memory.
Continue to look at another blue ball of light.
Evolution Notes on Controlling the Power of Winter.
Qin Yang went to Hai and took a look. The Book of Gods was still open. On that page, there was a broken ice crystal white lotus. The Book of Gods was not closed at all to suppress it, and the ice crystal white lotus had no intention of breaking free.
Just to be on the safe side, I went a little too far and shattered the authority of the Winter God. Although the damage was not serious, it could easily be reunited.
Qin Yang hasn't decided yet how to deal with this thing.
How about finding someone you like and give it away?
The authority of Winter was not separated by Taihao, but Qin Yang was not sure whether Taihao could sense it when the authority of Winter was completely sealed.
But he can't keep his Book of Conferment open like this. How can he use it next time?
After thinking about it, Qin Yang thought about it.
Otherwise, let's do an experiment.
Since authority can be fused with living beings, it can be made a god.
Then maybe it would work if authority were granted to items, right?
Anyway, this winter has been shattered, so maybe this will work.
After taking out the things and thinking about what to do, Qin Yang was actually wondering about another thing.
Even if the god has not found a single classic on his body, he has not yielded a single piece of gold, no matter how dark his face is, he will not be so dark.