From Zhu Yunlong's words, it was clear that the divine race's rule over this world had already sunk deep roots.
Xu Zimo did not care much.
He said calmly, "Destroying the gods is equivalent to destroying the world. If so, what would be wrong with truly ending the world once?"
"Without destruction, there can be no rebirth!"
His tone was calm, yet his words were incomparably serious.
So serious that it seemed Xu Zimo truly intended to wipe everyone out.
It made Zhu Yunlong's hair stand on end.
He had never dared look directly at Xu Zimo, afraid of offending him.
But now, he could not help glancing at Xu Zimo's face.
He wanted to know whether the other man was joking.
How many people were there in the entire Kunxu Domain?
There had to be over a billion.
And the believers of the divine race numbered in the hundreds of millions, if not billions.
The number was simply too vast.
Even if all those people stood there and let you kill them, they could exhaust you to death alive.
This was no joke.
Yet Xu Zimo had been alone from beginning to end, and he did not hesitate when facing hundreds of millions.
For a moment, Zhu Yunlong did not know whether Xu Zimo truly possessed such ability or had gone mad.
However, he had come this time to curry favor with Xu Zimo and push his position as Divine Son one step further.
Thus, he could not be bothered to dwell on things that had yet to happen.
He took the initiative to change the subject.
He asked, "My lord, is there anything you wish to buy, or anywhere you wish to go?"
Xu Zimo pondered slightly.
He had come to this underground world to see whether there