"Oh? You mean this?" Ling Chang'an thought for a moment, then directly summoned the Pangu Axe. Its immense pressure instantly made the entire space tremble!
When the Pangu Axe was in Ling Chang'an's hands, he did not feel much pressure from it. But within this particular god-level space, the Pangu Axe radiated an invincible aura!
It was as though a voice resounded throughout the entire space: Who dares insult the name of a divine weapon?
That was right. What kind of existence was the Pangu Axe? It had once been the weapon of Pangu, the supreme god of the primordial world. Even if Ling Chang'an's Pangu Axe was an imperfect imitation, a fragment, or a projection, the name of a divine weapon could not be insulted!
After all, in terms of level alone, the primordial world stood countless tiers above the Douluo God Realm. Such suppression was only natural—an absolute, all-encompassing crushing advantage!
"Yes, yes, this is the feeling of suppression. May I ask who you are, my lord, and what brings you here?" the purple mist asked in a trembling voice.
"Ding! You successfully achieved Divine Manifestation before the Rakshasa God's lingering will. Points +999!" "Ding! You successfully achieved Divine Manifestation before the Rakshasa God's lingering will. Points +999!"
A god-level bluff really was fucking awesome!
That was the only thought in Ling Chang'an's mind right now. The points were increasing by 999 at a time—he had never encountered anything like this in his life! This was merely the Rakshasa God's lingering will, yet even so, the points it gave him were terrifyingly high!
Naturally, Ling Chang'an would not let his act slip. If he did not make a fortune in points now, then he would not be Ling Chang'an!
Besides, he could make