The aura of destruction on it could not be faked.
After Asura examined it, he continued processing the dragon bones in his hands without saying anything more.
On the other side, the God King of Life was still stripping away dragon scales.
His fingertips brushed across the inner side of a scale, and a wisp of Life Origin slipped into his palm, concealed by his wide sleeves. No one noticed the entire process.
The divine power he had lost earlier when exchanging divine blood for the Annihilation Origin was recovered just like that.
Asura and the others merely assumed they were recovering what they had expended in battle. None of them connected it to the deficit in their Godheads.
But this was only temporary. In a few days, the other three God Kings would probably come to their senses, but by then, there would be nothing left to investigate.
Once the dragon corpse had been fully divided, a vast amount of dragon blood remained on the ground.
The five God Kings joined forces to refine the power lingering within it. The God Realm Hub responded, drawing streams of golden blood into the air and pouring them into the remaining cracks of the Forbidden Land of the Gods.
The cracks had just been repaired, but now they were reinforced once more.
Destruction God withdrew his hand and looked toward the other four God Kings.
"We have everything. Next comes refinement."
The wind lifted his violet-black cloak. He raised a hand to gather it back around himself before continuing,
"Staying in the God Realm is too slow. We'll follow the old rules. One person remains at the Hub to stand guard, while the rest bring their respective gains down to the Lower Realm."
One year in the Lower Realm was one day