Apollo said coldly, "Without reverence for the gods, you still want to obtain a god's inheritance?"
Zhang Yang chuckled. "Mortals do need to revere gods. But as the inheritor who is about to inherit the Sun God's Godhood, why should I revere my future self?"
"You haven't even inherited the divine position yet, but you've already learned the gods' arrogance perfectly." Apollo glared at Zhang Yang. "With that attitude, you won't be able to make any friends."
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Yang waved his hand casually. "Friends aren't about quantity. One is worth ten. With Tang An, a fellow god, helping me, I'm completely secure."
Apollo sighed when he heard that. "Do you still need to prepare? The inheritance ritual is about to begin."
Zhang Yang spread his hands and nodded. "It can begin at any time."
"Very well." Apollo rose from the chair with both hands braced on its arms. His perfectly proportioned figure left Zhang Yang momentarily dazzled.
Damn, why did a man have to be this handsome?
"A God Inheritance is divided into eight parts. You will undergo different pains and trials. With your physical condition, I can't imagine you failing, but your temperament worries me instead."
"Possessing invincible strength alone does not make one a god. A true god must have a firm and powerful heart. Remember, you must protect your original intentions. Only if your confidence does not waver can you inherit the divine position."
As he spoke, the Sun God's eyes suddenly lit up like two suns.
Zhang Yang felt as though his soul had been sucked in at once, and everything around him became unreal.
Countless wisps of golden mist rose through the air, along with golden bubbles. Amid the violent distortions, he had quietly lost himself.
With a flash of light and