Ancient God Power

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God Hunters!

The way to maximize benefits.

It was absolutely not to hunt them down, then dismantle them for their divine spark and god corpse. That was far too barbaric!

For mindless beasts and livestock, the value of their carcasses was nearly equal to their own worth.

But intelligent people were different. Whether through labor, production, or creation, the value they produced far surpassed that of their corpses.

Much less an Ancient God of a higher order than humanity. Over the long years of tens of thousands of years, even a single thought or realization born from utter boredom would grant insights ordinary people could never attain.

Now that he had become the chief priest of the Undying God Cult, which controlled an Ancient God, simply killing her—what a waste!

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"Tap! Tap!"

Who knew how much time had passed.

Yin Ming suddenly sensed Ancient God Power striking the gourd.

Sensing the environment outside the gourd, he found a dim world where iron thorns grew from blood-red soil.

Dead silent and desolate, even life itself had begun to wither away.

If the Xu plane had suffered extinction due to man-made causes, then this plane was naturally marching toward death. It was a safe, quiet place.

"Phew!!"

Yin Ming let out a heavy breath of foul air.

He emerged from the Scavenger Gourd once more and looked over Lucky Star Lucia in her human form.

Having recovered her discarded shell, her sharpness was no longer on display. No longer the lofty Lady White Moon, her raven-black hair was coiled into a bun, making her look like a pretty, widowed young woman steeped in melancholy.

"The things you wanted..."

Lucky Star Lucia directly tossed the Scavenger Gourd, the White-Bone Soul Banner, and the metal nameplate to Yin Ming.

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