A one-on-one fight!
Tang Ping's true body and the God of Death Clone teamed up to fight the Undead God one-on-one.
"So you're the damn thing calling itself a god!"
After forming the hand seals, he slapped the blood-red statue directly.
It was not an attack, but a seal.
He could not bear to damage it. After all, it was his property now.
He had to obtain it intact.
If he truly wanted to destroy the other party, why would he need to go through so much trouble?
The moment it descended, he could have had the God of Death Clone coordinate with him in a surprise attack and sent it straight to its death.
After recovering dozens of times, the Archbishop finally stopped regenerating.
The flames were too tyrannical!
They could reduce him to ash in mere seconds, so even though he had regenerated dozens of times, only a few minutes had passed.
As for the others?
They did not possess the Archbishop's immortal body. One after another, they collapsed and became corpses.
Tang Ping had not attacked them.
They had been struck by the aftershocks of the Undead God's attacks and died on the spot.
All of them had died at the hands of the god they worshipped. He wondered whether their faith would collapse if they learned the truth.
But it probably would not.
In a place like the Shinobi World, faith was unrelated to life, yet stood above life.
Even if they had to pay with their lives for their faith, they would not regret it.
This atmosphere was a good thing for Tang Ping.
He would not even fully popularize technology. Instead, he would restrict it.
After all, he knew perfectly well that as technology developed, faith would naturally diminish.
He made his living off