In a secret chamber in a secluded town, Yu Xiaogang wore a broad smile. "Bai Chenxiang has begun her final god trial too. When the time comes, four deities will surround and attack Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong will surely die, and the Spirit Hall Empire will inevitably fall! Such an overbearing empire should never have existed!"
"But Teacher, what if Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Bai Chenxiang are still no match for Bibi Dong?"
Tang San suddenly spoke up. At that moment, only the two of them were in the secret chamber. Liu Erlong had gone to rest, and Bai Chenxiang was undergoing her final trial. As for the Star Luo Empire's officials?
The Star Luo Empire had been utterly destroyed, and all its cities had fallen under the Spirit Hall Empire's control.
Those people had naturally fled or withdrawn as circumstances dictated. After all, even their emperor was dead.
"Still no match for her?!" Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San and said solemnly, "Don't we still have you, Little San?!"
"Me?!" Tang San froze at his words. "But I'm becoming a god far too slowly."
Yu Xiaogang shook his head slightly. "At first, I thought that because Dai Mubai and the others were becoming gods so quickly, they would be able to defeat Bibi Dong!"
"But how did that turn out? Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing both died in battle. Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others have been gone so long, yet they still haven't taken Bibi Dong down."
"So I suspect that their rapid ascent to godhood comes with correspondingly weaker strength!" Yu Xiaogang said.
"They're all second-level gods. True, Bibi Dong is a first-level god, but they still shouldn't have lost so quickly!"
"So, Little San, you're becoming a god the slowest, but your strength after