God's Tear, Ultimate Sublimation!

Chen Ping could not help feeling worried as he watched the visibly unsettled Wenas.

It was not that he was worried Wenas would cry herself sick, but that he feared his few words had untangled the obsession Love God had clung to for ten thousand years. Would she not disassemble in battle right here on the spot?

As far as he knew, many Spirit Bodies persisted solely because of a lingering obsession, an unfinished matter. Once their long-cherished wish was fulfilled, it was time for them to disassemble between heaven and earth.

So-called Earthbound Spirits and Vengeful Spirits were actually just like that.

Fortunately, Love God was, after all, a bona fide First-level God, one who had existed since the era of the Dragon God. Even if the obsession within her had nearly completely dissipated, she could continue existing in the form of divine consciousness.

"Um, Goddess Wenas, do you still want those teardrops beneath your feet?"

Seeing her sobs gradually quiet down, Chen Ping looked at the platform covered in teardrops emitting a faint golden glow and spoke.

He had watched with his own eyes as Wenas's divine consciousness went from solid to transparent, shrinking from three meters tall to barely over one meter seventy. The greatest change seemed to lie in the God's Tear Droplets she had shed while sobbing.

Even though Chen Ping did not yet know what such a treasure did, his instinct to pluck feathers from passing geese immediately fixed his sights on it.

Chen Ping could not say much else, but he could at least be certain of one thing: the God's Tear Droplets she had left behind were definitely more valuable than the thirty cubic meters of lake water he had stolen from Qiankun Valley of Love Questioning earlier.

Tang San's Goddess of