Only after the two had gone far away did the respectful expressions on Xiao Ye and the other True Gods' faces slowly fade.
The few of them glanced at the corpses of the two True Gods, then exchanged looks before rushing over with a whoosh.
Just now, they had handed over their entire fortunes to those two Upper True Gods. Naturally, they had to take everything back—with interest!
Those two Upper True Gods had quite substantial fortunes. After looting them clean, Xiao Ye's group would probably strike it rich.
Soon, every item on the black-and-white pair of Upper True Gods, along with their Sumeru Rings, had been stripped away. In the end, Middle True God Xiao Ye distributed the spoils, as he was the leader of the group.
"Where did those two Lower True Gods come from? They actually looked down on even the possessions of Upper True Gods?" one of the Lower True Gods asked, his face filled with bewilderment.
"Why would people who can kill these two big brothers in an instant care about this garbage? Didn't you see that young man couldn't even be bothered to move? He casually pulled out several hundred Divine Martial Coins," Xiao Ye said with a sigh. "Those two big brothers really had their eyes in the wrong place. I'd say those two most likely came from a floating island..."
"You mean people from those aristocratic clans?" another Lower True God asked, his eyes widening.
"Even Lower True Gods from aristocratic clans couldn't have dispatched these two Upper True Gods so effortlessly, could they?" another, somewhat older True God, shook his head.
To the vast majority of True Gods in the Divine Realm, the aristocratic clans on the Sea of Time were legendary existences. The True Gods who emerged from them were