More than a day passed. Zhao Fu brazenly waylaid and robbed the divine power of gods, numbering over four thousand. They had already provided Zhao Fu with more than four thousand divine power spheres, all of which he had now absorbed.
As Zhao Fu continued robbing the divine power of countless gods, word swiftly spread. Numerous gods learned that a terrifying cloaked figure was roaming about, robbing countless gods of their divine power.
Most people did not know just how terrifying that person was, but those whose divine power had been robbed by him felt their bodies turn cold whenever they recalled the dreadful power he radiated.
Such a terrifying figure could absolutely rival one of the top ten peerless geniuses. Yet people like that were generally lofty and above it all, disdaining any involvement with ordinary gods like them—while this terrifying figure was roaming everywhere, robbing them of their divine power.
It was utterly baffling, and no one knew what he needed so much divine power for.
However, upon learning that such a figure had appeared—someone who specialized in bullying ordinary gods and robbing countless gods of their divine power—the other ordinary gods also became cautious, doing their best not to encounter such a terrifying person.
Because of what Zhao Fu was doing, he drew the attention of more and more people.
Most people now, even ordinary citizens, cared only about those who defeated the phantoms of the main gods, paying very little attention to ordinary gods. Zhao Fu was the first person to stir such interest in them.
The many experts in the stands seemed to have guessed Zhao Fu's purpose as well. Robbing the divine power of so many gods had to be extremely important to him, which meant that he possessed either the ability or some