Talent Sequence 408. He Ao rapidly sorted through the information that had surfaced in his mind.
Sure enough, Pseudo-Gods were also part of the Talent Sequence system.
As long as one was within this system, one could use its methods to advance.
His gaze fell on the graceful purple figure ahead, which had already entered a furious state.
Then what about gods?
Of course, this was not the time to think about that.
A massive crack had opened at the top of this illusory space, and an endless stream of power was pouring out from it. He Ao's line of thinking had been correct. Winding Hill's judgment mechanism was simple: as long as one attempted "blasphemy" and expressed hostility toward the Desire Witch, Winding Hill would give them its most core thing.
Moreover, as information related to the "Dreamer" flooded into He Ao's mind, he could sense that something in the core of Winding Hill seemed to be collapsing.
Information at the Pseudo-God level seemed to have transcended the category of information, taking on some kind of physical structure. And it was a unique entity. This seemed to be why Dreamer had to establish a judgment mechanism.
This information could only be given to one person. Once it was given away, it would collapse. If it had been given to one of the Desire Witch's subordinates, Dreamer would probably rise from the dead in fury. Of course, He Ao had indeed passed the judgment mechanism and obtained the information.
Now, it was time to accept the "price."
Violent purple lightning battered the area permeated by invisible lines, as though it would tear the entire space apart.
Slapping a god in the face was not something that ended easily.
Especially not a hot-tempered god like Big Sister.
Of course, this might