Chapter content begins->The God of Destruction slowly sat up from the chair. He raised his hand, which was a slender and clean hand. However, in the next second, a ball of flame suddenly ignited from the God of Destruction's hand. The ice-blue flame, like a burning ice layer, slowly burning in the palm of the God of Destruction.

The cluster of fire lights reflected in the eyes of the God of Destruction, making his already wild and unruly look even more evil.

Jun Wuxie looked at the ice-blue flame, so familiar. In the seventh level dream, it was such an ice-blue flame that kept lingering around her. At first, the flame was only this size, but later, it gradually expanded...

"Is this flame beautiful?" The God of Destruction spoke as if no one was around, as if asking Jun Wuxie and Jun Wuyao, or as if asking himself.

"Do you know, what does this flame represent?" The God of Destruction's eyes slowly turned to Jun Wuxie and Jun Wuyao. He was not in a hurry, nor was he anxious at all. The blood sacrifice array had been opened. What he was waiting for was the arrival of a catastrophe. He had time to spend their last time with the two sacrifices in front of him.

"This is the spiritual fire of the gods. The flame burned by the soul belongs to me and is also part of my body." The God of Destruction smiled. He raised his hand and waved the flame slightly. The ice-blue flame fell on the ground beside him in an instant, expanding several times in an instant. The moment the flames rose, a illusory but unreal figure appeared in the flames.

It was an ancient shadow, silently standing in the hall like a soul. His figure was translucent, very much like the new souls that Jun Wuxie and the others saw in the soul world and the ghost world. Even, he looked even more transparent than those new souls.

The once arrogant arrogance has disappeared from the ancient Ying's body. His fragile as if the wind would dissipate. His illusory figure swayed, and wisps of light blue light kept lingering around him.

He raised his head silently and looked at Jun Wuxie. His eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"The God of Light and others are too stubborn and want to protect such a boring and weak world. Aren't everyone here created by us? Since we have created them, we naturally have the power to destroy them, give them everything they have, and give them more powerful power to create. Isn't this their objection?" The God of Destruction was laughing. He looked at the wisp of the residual soul of the ancient shadow and smiled a little hideously.

"If it weren't for the God of Light and the others being too rigid, why would I have to wait until now? Although I trapped them in the seventh level of dreams, there was a place where only gods could step on it. Chi Yan and the others could not go there. Even if they went there, the God of Light and the others would not willingly hand over their last strength... But fortunately... you are here..." The God of Destruction's eyes fell on Jun Wuxie.
Chapter completed!