"From now on, those Ice Lumps will provide the Divine Guards' daily energy supply." Qin Chuan turned and glanced at the two trembling laborers.
The God of Wrath shuddered, then immediately forced a fawning smile. "Don't worry, boss! I'll work around the clock and make sure our army stays fed! If anyone slacks off, I'll beat them senseless!"
Clearly, even with more unfortunate souls dragged into the Origin Realm, the God of Wrath had no intention of rebelling. He had settled naturally into the role of lackey, helping Qin Chuan squeeze the newly arrived gods dry.
Gluttony covered his mouth and nodded frantically, terrified that Qin Chuan might drag him over to make up the numbers.
Qin Chuan had no interest in hearing their pledges of loyalty. With his hands in his coat pockets, he simply took a step backward.
The Origin Realm Rift closed behind him.
His view shifted, and Qin Chuan reappeared above the Changbai Mountain Defense Line.
The blizzard had stopped completely. The Pure White Crack that had stretched across the sky for thousands of miles was gone without a trace.
Alesha stood dozens of meters away, the skirt of night behind her slowly drawing in.
The God of Void Avatar, formed from Gray Mist, hovered silently in midair, sealing off the flow of time around them.
Dies Martin sat on a shattered ice boulder, tossing several Extreme Ice Divine Artifacts he had just snatched into the air, smugness written all over his face.
"Shadow, you're finally back!" The moment Dies Martin saw Qin Chuan, he stuffed the artifacts into his clothes and hurried over.
"Things have taken an unexpected turn." Dies Martin pointed due north. "That energy fluctuation up there hasn't weakened. It's surged."
Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow.
The Extreme Ice Queen had just suffered