After returning to Great Qin, Zhao Fu quickly ordered people to help the Guardian Goddess repair her divine temple and carve a statue of her as well. Then he tossed her inside and said, "Now I can give you a massive amount of faith power. You can consider submitting to me now, can't you?"
The Guardian Goddess snorted coldly. Though she was quite tempted by the power of faith, she would not submit to Zhao Fu so easily.
Moreover, Zhao Fu's attitude toward her was utterly atrocious. She was a god—a lofty god, a god revered by countless people. Never before had anyone treated her this way.
Seeing her expression, Zhao Fu gave a light laugh. "Do you really want me to use certain methods before you submit?"
The Guardian Goddess stared coldly at Zhao Fu, without the slightest fear.
Zhao Fu said nothing more. With a wave of his hand, several iron chains shot out, binding the Guardian Goddess's hands together before hoisting her into the air. He first transformed his Godslayer Power into lightning and struck her body.
As a power capable of restraining gods, Godslayer Power could inflict immense pain upon divine beings. Suspended in midair, the Guardian Goddess endured the agony forcefully, glaring at Zhao Fu with a stubborn, unyielding expression.
Zhao Fu was somewhat surprised. He had not expected her to have such a temperament—enduring such intense pain rather than submit.
Zhao Fu did not continue using Godslayer Power. He spread out his hand, and six masses of demonic qi emerged from it, floating around his palm. Smiling, Zhao Fu walked toward the Guardian Goddess.
The Guardian Goddess also sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly cried, "What are you trying to do?"
Zhao Fu did not answer. Walking up before her, he pressed a