The Rakshasa God swore.
If heaven gave her another chance, she would definitely become a good god—a Light God who could grow stronger by eliminating Evil Soul Masters.
It hurt!
It hurt so much!
Level 20 Soul Power—becoming a God King was right before her eyes, yet she just could not get it!
Fortunately... Qian Yuhan was not in the Group Chat right now. If that bitch Qian Yuhan got Level 20 Soul Power from this, the Rakshasa God would truly want to die.
[Gu Yuena: Angel God, why aren't you saying anything?]
[Gu Yuena: If everyone wants our Martial Souls, we'll just give them to you.]
[Call Me Empress: Right!]
[Ah Yin: Angel God, say something?]
[Ah Rou: Angel God, is something troubling you? If there is, you can tell Su Yan and have him help you.]
At this moment, even Gu Yuena and the others could not stand watching any longer.
Everyone was giving her Level One Soul Power in exchange for her Angel Martial Soul. Was that still not enough?
[Zi Ji: Don't tell me you still want more?]
[Su Yan: Asking for more would be going too far. With everyone giving you Level One Soul Power, that's enough to send you soaring. Any more and you'll be heading straight to heaven.]
[Bibi Dong: Exactly, exactly!]
Su Yan and Bibi Dong were not letting her off either.
The Rakshasa God closed her eyes in despair.
[Qian Yuhan: Destroy it all. I'm tired.]
[Qian Renxue: ???]
[Qian Renxue: Old Ancestor, what difficulties do you have? Tell everyone, and we'll find a way to help you solve them.]
[Ye Guyi: Old Old Ancestor, what's wrong with you?]
The Rakshasa God wanted to eat someone.
Enough!
It was really enough!
I am already miserable enough, yet you two bastards are