However, Xia Ping soon stopped thinking about why the Twilight of the Gods had come into being. Right now, he was merely a small fry. Even if he truly knew the truth, there was nothing he could do about it. It had little to do with him anyway.
What mattered most now was increasing his strength. At the very least, he had to advance to the realm of a demigod before he would be qualified to investigate the cause of the previous cosmic era's destruction.
"Is there any way to obtain that divine artifact?"
To be honest, Xia Ping was drooling over the black-and-white clock in the sky. If he could obtain that divine artifact, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, bringing him endless benefits.
In all of Origin Star, that was probably the only treasure worth anything. Everything else was basically in a state of ruin.
"System, is there any way to refine this divine artifact?"
A thought stirred in Xia Ping's mind, and he immediately questioned the system.
"This is an ownerless divine artifact and can be refined. It requires one thousand Hate Crystals."
The system replied.
What?!
Hearing this, the corner of Xia Ping's mouth twitched.
He had spent who knew how long accumulating only one thousand five hundred and thirty Hate Crystals, yet refining it now required one thousand Hate Crystals. That was equivalent to one hundred billion Hate Points.
But after thinking it over carefully, he felt that if he could obtain this divine artifact, spending one hundred billion Hate Points would be worthwhile. After all, Hate Points could be earned again once they were gone.
But this divine artifact was one of a kind in the universe. If he missed this village, there would be no such inn ahead.
"There is