The Demon God had died just like that. The gods who had once wished to grind his bones to dust in secret somehow felt not the slightest bit of pleasure this time.
Only the Bright Ancient God was filled with hatred. In truth, he did not care at all whether his grandnephew Qingyang lived or died; it was a matter of face. He had never expected the Demon God to drag his grandnephew Qingyang out for one last stunt even as he died, making him feel as if he had been slapped across the face before everyone. Yet he had no chance to avenge this grudge—the man had already killed himself.
Wu Lixue was sobbing her heart out, covering her mouth to keep herself from making a sound. Yue Qianchou held her in his arms, swept the gods with a cold glance, and patted the girl's back. "We're leaving!"
To his surprise, the humanoid rosy light in the sky spoke up to stop him. "Not yet! There is still you."
"Could it be that you do not intend to spare even such an insignificant nobody as me?" Yue Qianchou looked up into the sky.
"Yue Qianchou, your Five Elements Great Law lacks but one element before it is complete. I wish to enlighten you, granting you a body forged from the Five Elements, capable of endless transformations, and appoint you the Great Sage of Punishment. Are you willing to obey the Great Dao?" the humanoid rosy light asked calmly.
The moment those words came out, the Bright Ancient God and the others changed expression, their eyes faintly flashing with resentment. They could not understand it at all. What was Yue Qianchou, that his treatment should be even better than theirs?
Wu Lixue immediately raised her tear-streaked face to look at