"Become a god's servant, or become a god yourself. The choice is yours."
"I choose to become a new generation of god."
Yu Xiaogang did not hesitate in the slightest, even though becoming the Rakshasa God meant taking Bibi Dong's place.
For Yu Xiaogang, who had been called trash for most of his life, as long as he could become stronger, what did love even matter?
Besides, back then, he had only been after Spirit Hall's core theoretical knowledge. Otherwise, a Master like him, who only knew how to spout nonsense, could never have written the Ten Core Theories of Soul Masters.
And now, Yu Xiaogang was about to betray his roots!
Looking at Yu Xiaogang crawling at his feet, the Rakshasa God nodded in satisfaction.
As long as he could quickly absorb the Golden Holy Dragon that represented ultimate light within Yu Xiaogang, his strength would greatly increase.
With the Asura God seriously wounded, as long as he dealt with Su Han, would he not become the new God King once he returned to the God Realm?
The Rakshasa God's heart was filled with delight. The strands of blackish-purple gas wrapping around Luoshanpao were continuously transmitting boundless light power to him.
"Not bad ambition. I hope you work hard to take my place. The Rakshasa Nine Trials have already been announced, and I have helped break through your talent limit to Soul Emperor."
The Rakshasa God claimed that he had helped Yu Xiaogang break through to Soul Emperor, but in truth, he had already absorbed one-third of the Golden Holy Dragon's bloodline. Luoshanpao was about to die, so how could it still limit Yu Xiaogang's level? He was merely trash.
Over these days of waiting, every faction and Soul Master on the continent harbored their own thoughts.
Bo Saixi's