Dragon Soaring World swayed as he straightened up, shoved aside the fussing Blood War Eight Wastelands, and casually made up an excuse. Yet his gaze involuntarily flicked toward the sky.
Only he knew that with that single glance, the durability of his newly promoted Divine Artifact Set, [Undefeated God of War], had instantly dropped by a full 10%.
Just because that man had looked at it.
"Guild Leader, your face is white as paper. Are you really okay?" Still worried, Blood War Eight Wastelands moved closer to support him, only to have Dragon Soaring World slap his hand away.
"What could possibly be wrong? You think I'm like you, gasping for breath after running a few steps?"
While cursing under his breath, Dragon Soaring World rapidly considered the words Qin Chuan had left behind.
The three steps to becoming a god.
Ignite Divine Fire, Condense Godhead, seize a Divine Seat.
That Divine Seat stuff was far too vague. What nonsense about radishes and pits—it already gave him a headache just hearing it, so there was no need to think about it for now.
A Godhead required enlightenment, and that could not be rushed.
The only thing that seemed possible to pile up through grinding and risking one's life was the first step: igniting Divine Fire.
And the prerequisite Qin Chuan had given was accumulating five hundred thousand Divinity Crystals.
He opened his inventory and looked at the glittering "100000" Divinity Crystals that had just been credited to his account, then at the [Original Sin Core] obtained after executing the Jealousy Original Sin.
A bold, nearly insane idea gradually took shape in his mind.
"Light Snow," Dragon Soaring World suddenly said.
"I'm here." Light Snow immediately responded. Data was still scrolling madly across the light screen before her.
"That purple crystal