After reaching god level, Huo Yuhao had in fact devoted all his energy to planning matters concerning the Divine Realm.
If, back when he was still at the mortal level, he had been forced to spare some attention for mortal affairs, now he merely had to deal with them perfunctorily.
As the Douluo God Realm's base star, anything happening on Douluo Star had always been the Douluo God Realm's business. What the creatures of Douluo Star themselves thought, said, or did was meaningless.
Just as in a thriving metropolis, only the activities of people mattered, not those of the ants on the ground.
The Descent of the God of Death magic array that Huo Yuhao had previously asked Xu Jiawei to construct, and even the Death Tower built afterward, had never been intended solely to deal with the openly visible threats-the Abyssal Sage King, Tianshen, and that band of mongrel demons and monsters.
Just as Huo Yuhao had never taken Douluo Star's so-called Evil Soul Masters seriously.
Those strutting across the stage were nothing but clay chickens and tile dogs, not worth a glance!
To Huo Yuhao, the true purpose of the Descent of the God of Death magic array was to serve as a secret channel of communication with the God of Destruction.
There were many things he had to explain clearly to the God of Destruction.
In this life, from the moment he had been born wailing to the present, Huo Yuhao had never known a moment's peace. Every moment, a voice reminded him, "There isn't much time left!"
It was that incident at the end of his previous life reminding him! That affair was not over.
"If someone must have no future, let me be the only one!"
Ever since returning in this life to the era