Lin Qi grinned so widely his mouth would not close, clutching the two golden crystal tokens tightly. Still smiling, he obediently stood behind Mu Wei to attend her. Seeing as Mu Wei had given him such enormous benefits, Lin Qi decided he should show her a little more respect. Besides, this unlucky girl had been ruined by Hu Xinzhu—on that account alone, Lin Qi ought to treat her more kindly!
Mu Wei smiled as she crooked a finger at the sour-faced God of Souls. "Tell that fellow called Azi to get ready. Once my two God-Chosen have finished inheriting their powers, Lin Qi will challenge him!"
Lin Qi cooperatively waved his fist at the pale-faced God of Nightmares, Azi. "Azi, how are you planning to die?"
Azi looked pitifully toward his own master. After witnessing the terrifying commotion caused by Lin Qi absorbing the Mother Nest's power, he could have figured it out with his heels—he was absolutely no match for Lin Qi! At most, his overall strength was equivalent to that of an ordinary lower-tier High-God, perhaps even weaker. Yet Lin Qi had most likely perfectly acquired the full power of an upper-tier High-God!
What terrified him even more was that Lin Qi had acquired divine power from the God of War's line, the strongest in direct combat. And what about him? Though the gods of the Soul Pantheon were elusive and unfathomable, possessing all manner of strange and formidable methods, in head-on battles where life and death were decided in an instant, they simply did not possess much combat power!
Making a god of the Soul Pantheon duel a god of the Divine System of War head-on was practically delivering oneself to be trampled!
With a bitter smile, the God of Souls sighed helplessly. Then he shook his