"That was... the God-Refining Pot? The Supreme Being took the God-Refining Pot too?!"
Despair and grief wove into an impenetrable net, but just as he was about to be utterly crushed beneath it, the Divine Lord suddenly caught sight of that streak of azure-gold light in the giant hand's palm.
It was the God-Refining Pot!
What that massive hand held in its palm was unmistakably the Light Clan's imperial weapon!
The flames of humiliation and hatred that had accumulated in his chest tore open a glimmer of hope for revenge at that moment!
Against a Supreme Being, a Quasi-Emperor like him, forcefully elevated through the power of faith with an unstable foundation, could only keep pretending to be dead.
Even with an imperial weapon, he had not dared to attack the Light Clan's ancestral star.
But now?
The Light Clan had lost the God-Refining Pot!
Without an imperial weapon to support them, the Light Clan was nothing more than ants he could casually crush before a Quasi-Emperor like him!
The Divine Lord stared fixedly at the heavens, praying frantically for the Supreme Being to leave at once. As long as the Supreme Being took the items and departed, the Divine Lord Lineage would truly have survived this catastrophe!
The Supreme Being did not disappoint him.
After taking the Undying Divine Medicine, that giant hand lost all interest in the Other Shore Divine Soil and withdrew directly into the Void. The shattered heavens swiftly healed, as if the world-destroying scene from moments ago had never happened.
"Heaven has not forsaken me!"
The Divine Lord sprang up and let out a long howl toward the sky!
His Quasi-Emperor cultivation erupted without reservation. Imperial aura surged like a breached ocean, flooding the eight directions and six realms.
His entire body became an incomparably