With a light sweep of the Army-Slaying Axe, the thirty-five Sky Divine Clan deities at the forefront tried in terror to evade Lin Qi's attack. But the grains of sand within the Hourglass of Time hanging before Lin Qi's brow flowed back and forth strangely, making the bodies of those Sky Divine Clan deities sway repeatedly from side to side where they stood, unable to break free from the confinement of the time laws under Lin Qi's control.
Black, icy light swept across the necks of the thirty-five Sky deities. Their noble heads were hurled high by spurting blood. Beside them, Alda let out a shrill, hoarse scream. "Great and generous Master, grant the blood of these deities to your humble servant!"
Lin Qi blanked for a moment, then hurriedly waved a hand. He drew out all the blood of every deity he had slain, compressed it into a blood sphere the size of a fist, and tossed it to Alda. Only then did Lin Qi come to his senses. This blood could be used to raise the strength of his subordinates.
Especially the demons and devils—after devouring the blood of these deities, even without receiving divine office inheritances through the Inheritance Temple, a great many of them would likely advance into lower gods, wouldn't they? After all, breaking through from the peak of demigodhood into the divine realm was difficult, yet also easy. As long as Lin Qi clearly guided them through the mysteries of wielding laws, and their strength reached a certain level, would advancing into lower gods truly be so hard?
Moreover, among the deities Lin Qi had slain here were quite a few High-Gods, even several lower subordinate gods. Their divine blood contained immense divine power. A few drops of it would probably be enough to