Qin Chuan sat in the Exclusive Training Room, quietly sensing the newborn Proto-Godhead within him.
It was like a tiny seed rooted deep in the Shadow Domain, radiating a chilling sharpness.
For that seed to take root, sprout, and grow into a towering tree—to become a true Godhead—he needed at least one million units of Divine Essence.
He had received only five hundred thousand from Saint Law Goddess Aetheria.
That left a sizable shortfall.
And one million was merely the minimum.
If he wanted to forge a truly powerful Sniping Godhead and incorporate deeper insights into the laws, the Divine Essence required would be astronomical.
"At least five hundred thousand short..."
Qin Chuan's fingers tapped the armrest unconsciously as Shadow Power flowed quietly around him.
In his eyes, the Radiant Divine Kingdoms hanging high in the sky had become tempting stores of Divine Essence.
Qin Chuan gathered his thoughts and left the Cultivation Room. Dies Martin's Divine Power Incarnation spoke at once. "You made quite a stir in there, kid. Settled on your path?"
Alesha studied Qin Chuan closely, then said softly, "Congratulations on finding your path, Mr. Shadow. Your Godhead Prototype has formed. Even I find that pure will to kill startling."
Qin Chuan nodded slightly. "I was fortunate enough to make a breakthrough. But I still lack the resources needed to Condense Godhead."
Dies Martin gave a cold grin. "What's hard about that? Those eyesores outside are walking reserves of Divine Essence. Pick a few you don't like and kill them. Forget five hundred thousand—I'll round up five million for you!"
He made it sound easy, but everyone knew that no god was an easy target, least of all those in the God of Light System who had banded together.
Alesha added, "Mr. Shadow, the amount of Divine