Bang!
A tremendous blast rang out as the pink sphere exploded. A wave of pink light spread outward with overwhelming force, while countless strains of music echoed through the sky.
Of the enormous magic formation in the sky, with its twenty-four circles, one now shone with pink light, as though the circle had been filled entirely with pink.
Now, only two circles remained unlit.
"Damn! That fast? He only obtained a legacy power a few hours ago. I thought we'd have to wait at least a day, but he's already gained another Main God's legacy power. How the hell did that person do it?"
"Yeah! It feels so much faster than before. There are only two Main Gods' legacy powers left now. We should prepare to withdraw—the final stage of the Tournament of Gods is about to begin."
"Sigh, what a pity. Once the tournament reaches its final stage, experts from every side will appear and fight fiercely. I really want to stay and witness it myself. It'll definitely be earth-shaking."
"Alright, alright, stop talking about that. Can we possibly interfere in the affairs of those great figures? I think everyone should prepare to leave early. I haven't gotten anything good from this Tournament of Gods."
"Yeah, it's so infuriating. It's all that person's fault for opening the Tournament of Gods so far ahead of time, leaving us with hardly any good things to collect. But that person isn't someone we can afford to offend. Once we reach the final phase, we'll soon find out who that person is."
Zhao Fu opened his eyes. Having just absorbed the powerful Music Main God's power, he felt that the Power of Myriad Gods had almost reached its limit. It possessed an incomparably terrifying power, enough to easily destroy everything.
His body