"Were you shocked? You were actually this shocked over killing a weakling?"
Qian Chongling's expression remained unchanged as he lightly snapped his fingers.
Bang!!!
The next instant, the Sea God's head exploded, blood splashing and brains spraying everywhere. The scene was utterly eerie and horrifying.
Everything happened in a flash, so abruptly that even the Asura God failed to react.
It was as though two watermelons had been smashed, rather than two deities killed.
"Not just the Rakshasa God-even the Sea God died?"
At the sight, Qian Renxue's heart shuddered violently, almost leaping into her throat.
Her Old Ancestor was actually this powerful?
Back then, even after playing every trump card she had, Qian Renxue had been unable to do anything to Tang San, who had only just become a god.
Now, a single snap of her Old Ancestor's fingers had annihilated the seemingly stronger Sea God, body and soul!
"Y-you came from the main world?"
The surviving Asura God seemed to realize something. His entire body began trembling, deep terror filling his eyes.
"You guessed correctly. Unfortunately, there's no prize."
Qian Chongling spoke casually.
"If I'm not mistaken, you single-handedly orchestrated the destruction of this world's Spirit Hall, didn't you?"
With his hands behind his back, Qian Chongling walked over to the Asura God, reached out to pat his shoulder, and smiled. "So, how would you like to die?"
"Please spare me! I'm willing to submit to you! I will never betray you, for all eternity!"
The Asura God's face was as pale as paper, his entire body shaking.
"If you knew it would come to this, why did you do it in the first place?"
A cruel smile curved Qian Chongling's lips.
The instant his words fell, Qian Chongling thrust out his right hand, seized the Asura God's