Deduction

Swish--

Waves of pseudo-Misfortune Power swept over them.

Chen Feng now knew with absolute certainty that he was the poor bastard who, having too little divine power, constantly learned how to conserve it, while the Goddess...

She truly lived up to the name of Goddess.

Chen Feng opened his arms, bearing all of the Goddess of Luck's attacks, welcoming the Goddess's whipping, and incidentally absorbing all of the Misfortune Power.

Come on! Let the storm rage even harder.

Boom!

Boom!

Divine power surged.

The pathetic 100 points of Misfortune Power Chen Feng originally possessed had now surged to 900, multiplying more than nine times over. This growth rate was simply terrifying!

This was not Luck Value points; this was divine power!

Goddess of Luck...

A smile curved the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. She truly was his Goddess of Luck.

Swish--

Misfortune persisted.

Chen Feng led the large forces forward smoothly, and in the span of a moment, they had already crossed the halfway point. Meanwhile, the Goddess of Luck, having unleashed more than ten attacks, was genuinely starting to panic.

This rhythm...

Something was not right!

It was one thing for their internal conflict to fail, but even this catastrophic destruction had been blocked? Moreover, the Goddess of Luck sensed none of the effects that her Luck Aura should have naturally produced.

"What is going on?"

The Goddess of Luck was filled with doubt.

In her long path of life, such a situation had never occurred before.

Not even once.

"That fellow Zhou Ye..."

The Goddess of Luck's gaze deepened. "Has he prepared this thoroughly?"

She could only make such a guess.

Because in this operation, the only variable was Zhou Ye!

And at that moment.

Chen Feng, far away in Salt Lake Land, had already seen right through