Yun Ming took a Jade Box containing an immortal herb from her soul-tool storage ring. Through the jade casing, Su Jiu could roughly make out that it was a spherical object, the same as the one Zang Xin had given earlier.
It was undoubtedly an Earth Dragon Golden Melon.
Perfect—he could take it back for Na'er and Little Gu Yue to snack on.
"Everyone, stop staring. Can't you shift your attention away from the divine blood?"
"Isn't everything before our eyes now telling us that gods truly exist? They're merely hidden away from the world..."
Only after Su Jiu's guidance did the crowd shift their gazes away from Su Jiu, the feminized Yun Ming, and Zang Xin.
As far as the eye could see, there were densely packed hammer craters of varying depths. Vast forests had been flattened, the ecosystem utterly destroyed, and even the once-continuous mountains and rivers had been forcibly severed, the ruptures a horrifying sight.
Such terrifying destructive power had already surpassed the limits of what they understood an Ultimate Douluo to be capable of.
No matter how powerful an Ultimate Douluo was, they could never unleash such a dreadful calamity.
There was only one possibility: a god!
A living, breathing god!
Everyone sucked in a breath once more, and the scene fell into deathly silence again.
Gods... gods actually existed!
Yet an enormous question arose in everyone's hearts. Since gods truly existed, why had they remained hidden and never appeared while the Abyssal Plane had invaded time and again over thousands of years, bringing disaster upon the Douluo Continent?
With the heaven-reaching, earth-piercing methods of gods, if they had personally entered the battlefield and led the people of Douluo against the abyss, the Federation's sacrifices over the past several thousand years would never have been so