Zhao Fu came to a stop. A trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his expression turned grave, yet he did not use any other power.
To obtain the Main God's inheritance power, one had to use the power of a god. If one used the power of another race, it would be impossible to obtain the inheritance power of the twenty-four Main Gods. In this regard, the twenty-four Main Gods were highly rejecting of other races.
For example, when entering the secret realm, one had to possess a godhead. Those without a godhead did not even qualify to enter the secret realm.
Now that he was using divine power, if he also used Wind God's power, it would be easier to gain the statue's recognition and thus obtain the Main God's inheritance power.
Boom!
Zhao Fu unleashed all the power of his godhead. Countless black divine rays burst outward, enveloping heaven and earth. The air suddenly sank, and in that instant, the entire world seemed to turn black.
Jiu Yun, the vicious-looking man, and the others were deeply shocked by this sight. This was the first time they had personally witnessed Zhao Fu unleash such terrifying power.
Zhao Fu reached out with a grasp, and countless black gales gathered in his palm, continuously condensing and compressing until they formed a spear made of wind, radiating an immense, razor-sharp aura.
The stone statue raised its hand and aimed it at Zhao Fu once more.
Boom!
An enormous azure tornado shot from its palm, carrying terrifying wind power as it flew toward Zhao Fu at incredible speed, dragging a fierce gale in its wake.
Without a trace of fear, Zhao Fu held the three-meter-long wind spear and charged toward the enormous azure tornado rushing at him.
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