"Damn it!" Qin He immediately felt he had lost all the way to his grandmother's house.
He had killed a Brocade Robe Heavenly God and gotten only a crappy Geography Record. The three Bureau Lords of the Heaven Punishing Bureau had dissolved themselves, leaving no corpses behind—not even the sound of a fart.
This was far worse than he had expected.
That muddled conversation had even cast a shadow over his entry into the Divine Realm.
He had lost out every which way.
"Sir, where are they?" Wang Tie Zhu asked.
"They were only three avatars. What people could there be?" Qin He gritted his teeth.
Sheng Tianming, Sheng Tian Zhang, Sheng Tianling—these should have been three avatars split off by some deity of the Divine Realm, descending into the lower realm to take control of the Heaven Punishing Bureau.
These three avatars were no ordinary avatars. Each possessed a distinct aura, clearly cultivating along different paths, and each had its own thoughts, gradually becoming independent individuals.
Though they were far from Laozi's realm of One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones, they were still remarkable.
Had Qin He not appeared, the three avatars would have continued doing their own thing in the Heaven Punishing Bureau and never merged into one.
And after merging into one, he had clearly changed. In fact, changes had begun to emerge the moment they decided to surrender.
At that time, the main body's will should have suppressed the avatars' wills before finally disintegrating into feathers.
Qin He did not know what use such avatars had.
Were they used to cultivate different Daos, gathering the strengths of each path to aid a breakthrough?
Or did they offer some other benefit?
In any case, the deity behind those avatars was no ordinary character.
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