"I..."
"Say 'I'!"
"I am willing to be your slave and servant, to wait upon you, Great Immortal..."
Boom!
Another bolt of lightning exploded. Sha Bo shattered once more, and a spark of Three-Colored Divine Fire drifted over and ignited him.
"Not even a little originality." Qin He shook his head, sensed the marked locations, and vanished in a flash.
Yi La was one of the seven Sources of Supernatural Phenomenon with the weakest strength, but with six wings on his back and a talent for speed, he was the fastest to flee after restoring his body—a task more than twice as difficult as Sha Bo's.
Yet before Qin He, the faster one ran, the faster one died.
Before Qin He even arrived, the Big Black Shovel had already flown ahead.
The enormous black shovel swelled in the wind like a mountain and slammed Yi La out of the sky, smashing him into pieces.
Having fused with Chaos Essence, the Big Black Shovel's power was no longer what it used to be.
It was advancing toward becoming a divine artifact and already possessed a thread of true divine might.
A celestial god was not a god. Then what was a god?
One capable of all things was called a god.
This was an existence beyond Dao patterns and laws. A thread of divine might meant that the Big Black Shovel had already touched the realm of Dao principles.
From the moment Qin He used an illusion array to evade the Yin Sha Zhu Shen Array tonight and waited by the stump for rabbits to come—
There had been no fierce battle, not even a battle at all.
There had only been a hunt.
In less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, all six Sources