When the barrier dispersed once more, the holy Holy Horn Goddess was flushed and panting as she nestled against Zhao Fu's chest. Though her face still retained that sacred air, her body radiated intense desire.
The many men in the stands could only admire him. He had tamed that holy, proud goddess so quickly—something they might not have managed even given time. And none of them had ever enjoyed such an exquisitely beautiful, sacred goddess.
The many women were filled with indignation. Another wonderful goddess had been forcibly defiled by that lecherous villain. The world had lost yet another pure goddess—why had that vile pervert not died already?
Naturally, Zhao Fu knew nothing of what was happening in the stands. Holding the Holy Horn Goddess and the Pigman Goddess, he walked to one side, followed by eight flushed divine guards. In particular, the Holy Horn Goddess's six guards wore silver armor, their rosy faces making them especially alluring.
The group arrived in a secret chamber. A platform stood in its center, above which floated a sphere emitting yellow light.
This sphere was the core of the floating land. That stretch of flat ground was suspended in the sky, while the light sphere was a Soul of the Earth. It could grant ordinary ground vitality and formidable defensive power, making it incredibly effective.
It was also the final item needed for the Wrath of the War God. Once Zhao Fu brought it back and installed it upon the Wrath of the War God, it could be used in war and unleash its terrifying destructive power.
The Myriad-Weight Source Stone gave the ground the ability to float and fly; the God Clan Stone bestowed immense God Clan power upon it; the Immortal Peach Tree gave it powerful vitality and cohesion; and finally,