Familiar Divine Power

"It seems you really resent me."

Chen Feng looked at his expression.

"You have fifty-eight seconds left."

Zhou Ye said with disdain.

"Do you hate the Goddess of Luck that much?"

Chen Feng sighed.

"Our hatred is irreconcilable."

Zhou Ye's gaze grew chillingly cold. "You all only know that the deity whose divine power I resonate with died at the hands of the Goddess of Luck, but you don't know that he was also my father..."

!!!

Chen Feng's eyes widened abruptly. Holy crap, there's lore like this?

He had thought that kind of thing where divine avatars went out everywhere to shake up the heavens and earth and birth countless offspring only happened in the Norse and Greek mythology of his past life.

"The Goddess of Luck, I will surely kill her!"

Zhou Ye looked at Chen Feng indifferently and said with a chilling tone, "Including you!"

Boom!

His surging killing intent churned.

At that moment.

Even those people outside could feel Zhou Ye's killing intent right through the barrier.

"Tsk tsk, Zhou Ye is furious."

"Lao Zhou's temper is still too violent..."

"Heh."

"This silly kid actually still wants to persuade everyone? Ridiculous."

The people Zhou Ye had initially contacted were all waiting for the result with mocking expressions, while the people Chen Feng had found also felt somewhat ominous and tried to go over, only to be blocked.

"Hey, brother, what your guy said—one minute."

A man glanced at his watch. "Don't be anxious."

"Hmph!"

Those who had already signed the God Contract could only stop. They anxiously watched the time, truly unable to understand why Wang Feng insisted on going in to negotiate.

What was there to negotiate with a guy like that?

Just beat him up straight away!

Forty seconds!

Fifty seconds!

Everyone could