The gods of both sides obediently handed over their divine power. Zhao Fu put it away, then immediately returned to the group and had them take a detour.
The two sides that had originally been fighting were forced to halt the war after Zhao Fu's appearance left both sides' gods in a weakened state.
Zhao Fu sat in the carriage and began fusing the condensed spheres of divine power.
The power contained within these thirty spheres of divine power was equivalent to the divine power condensed by more than forty ordinary gods. After absorbing them, Zhao Fu's Myriad Gods Power would advance another step.
Zhao Fu now felt that after absorbing the divine power of several hundred more gods, his Myriad Gods Power would undergo another transformation and become a higher-tier Myriad Gods Power with even more terrifying strength.
After a while, Zhao Fu fused all the spheres of divine power. He opened his eyes with a faint smile; the aura and power of his Myriad Gods had grown somewhat stronger, but for a substantive transformation, he was still short of the divine power of several hundred gods.
Seeing Zhao Fu open his eyes, Yueshen Ya asked, "You bad man, don't tell me you went to the battlefield to rob people? You brought back so many spheres of divine power."
Zhao Fu smiled and nodded.
Yueshen Ya said worriedly, "The sounds of fighting I heard were quite intense. The scale should have been huge. How did you still dare to run over there and rob the gods on both sides? What if something happened to you?"
Zhao Fu replied with a smile, "I know what I'm doing. Don't worry—I won't do anything too dangerous. And why are you worrying about me too? I told you, sooner or later, you'll still