Zhao Fu's plan was simple: first find the last Zodiac Goddess, then wait for countless people to slaughter one another before making his entrance at the end.
However, the Tournament of Gods had now reached its final stage. Countless gods had already been eliminated, and only a small number remained. There might not even be any Zodiac Goddesses among them.
Zhao Fu planned to search anyway. He had already obtained all twenty-four inheritances of the main gods, so there was nothing else for him to do.
One convenient thing was that most people had gathered in the center of the secret realm. With the appearance of the Seat of Gods, many relics and treasures within the secret realm had appeared in the central region.
Even if others did not wish to become the Lord of Gods, they would still come to the center of the secret realm for the other benefits. Zhao Fu only needed to search there.
Boom!
A white-furred monkey over ten meters tall, wielding an iron staff, sent a young man flying with a single blow carrying immense force.
The young man crashed to the ground, his expression ugly. Realizing he could not defeat the monkey, he did not overthink it. He scrambled up and prepared to flee.
The white-furred monkey sneered. "You still want to run? Hand over that Thousand-Year Earth Essence Peach."
This white-furred monkey was a Monkey God. He had sensed the aura of a spirit peach and come here, only to see the young man pluck it first. He had immediately moved to seize it.
The young man was not weak, and the two had fought fiercely. In the end, the Monkey God had transformed into his Beast God form before defeating him.
Hearing the white-furred monkey's words, the young man said furiously,