Foolish and Greedy

At this moment, not only had Thunder Mother's might reached its peak, Liu Shisan was also wreathed in gusts of yin wind, as though he ruled a world of evil ghosts and commanded tens of millions of them, ready to pounce at any moment.

A cold sneer hung on his face, and the killing intent in his eyes sent chills down one's spine.

He had already drawn up the mortgage contract. If Liu Chengfeng failed, he would tear him to pieces and make him wish he were dead.

The gods were no different. Countless True Gods stared at Liu Chengfeng, and who knew how many had murderous looks on their faces and icy light gathered in their eyes.

Though washing one's feet in the vast sea meant the foot-washing water had little taste, its humiliation was immense.

They might not have paid a terrible price, but they had still drunk Liu Chengfeng's foot-washing water.

If Liu Chengfeng could not give them an explanation, they would eat his flesh and drink his blood. Otherwise, the hatred in their hearts could never be soothed.

Qingshan was secretly alarmed. If Liu Chengfeng could not deliver, even they likely would not be able to hold them back. Everyone would rush forward and devour Liu Chengfeng whole, skin and all.

"What divine ability can now prop up a boat across the Sea of Suffering?"

A True God could not wait any longer.

"Are you in such a hurry to go over there and die?"

Liu Chengfeng shot them a cold glance.

The gods grew furious. Some shouted rebukes. Whether it was the Great Dao Sect, the Skyfloating Divine Domain, or even the marginalized minor lineages, none could keep their composure.

"Silence—"

Thunder Mother's fierce shout exploded like a thunderclap. Stars seemed to shatter as her