The Chickenman Goddess took a bright red chicken heart from her storage ring and said, "This is the heart of a Chickenman Imperial Prince. It contains tremendous power. As long as you eat it, you'll gain powerful Chickenman strength."
Zhao Fu accepted the chicken heart and swallowed it in a few bites. It was the size of a fist and carried a fishy taste, but Zhao Fu could accept it—after all, he had even eaten that fearful person before.
After eating the chicken heart, Zhao Fu felt his own heart begin to pound powerfully as a formidable force erupted within his body. Temporarily suppressing that power, he said to the other three goddesses, "Leave for a while. I'll refine this power first."
The three goddesses smiled in response, put on their clothes, and went outside.
The many Chickenmen had no idea what had just happened. Now, seeing the goddess they worshipped emerge with a flushed face and an enticing aura radiating from her entire body, they found her utterly transformed compared to before.
Inside the room, Zhao Fu closed his eyes and rapidly absorbed that powerful force. His heart pounded continuously, his blood surged swiftly through his veins, and it too became scorching hot.
The chunk of flesh that was the chicken heart had turned into countless streams of searing power that spread through Zhao Fu's body, and he quickly refined them. His back grew burning hot as a fiery Chickenman totem appeared upon it.
Having gained another totem, Zhao Fu smiled faintly, put on his clothes, and went outside, directly leading the group toward the next temple.
The next temple was the Barbarian Temple, guarded by a group of Barbarians. However, the temple's God of Barbarians was male, causing Zhao Fu's interest to plummet.
When they arrived at the