Galan Main City.
Dark clouds still blanketed the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring.
Everyone in Galan Main City looked up at the sky with excited expressions. Who would have thought that God Emperor Qinghe's thunder tribulation had not even ended before God Emperor Qinghe's Wife came to undergo her own tribulation?
While the crowd outside was in an uproar, the palace where Wang Hao stood was deathly silent.
A hundred Upper God Emperors all looked at Wang Hao nervously, hoping to receive a definite answer.
"Since you think it will happen, let time prove it!"
Wang Hao smiled, then grabbed Qingqing's soft little hand and left the spot with Little White using Space Divine Power.
"Hey, don't leave!"
Several hundred Upper God Emperors shouted urgently, but Wang Hao had no intention of returning.
One God Emperor said angrily, "This is the most arrogant lower god I've ever seen. What exactly does he mean!?"
God Emperor Tianxiu frowned. "He means to make it perfectly clear that we are the ones asking for help, not him."
The hundred God Emperors present froze slightly, and discussion instantly broke out.
"God Emperor Tianxiu is right. We're the ones asking for help."
"What do we do then!? Are we really supposed to obey a lower god!?"
"If obeying a lower god can make me a Main God, then I don't mind at all!"
"I don't mind either, but this guy won't give us a clear answer. It's really hard to decide!"
"I think this kid is afraid he won't be able to control us, so he deliberately spoke ambiguously."
"You mean he wants to provoke internal conflict among us!?"
"Provoke internal conflict? What does that mean!?"
"It means that if we want Source Power, we have two choices: steal it or pledge our