Crystal Star.
The gods all wore puzzled expressions, not quite understanding what Wang Hao was talking about.
"Granting the deprivation of Divine Skills? The one from the Tianming Divine Race?"
"That Divine Skill seems pretty useless!"
"Indeed, it only strips away life span, blood energy, True Qi, and all other insignificant things."
"What's the point of stripping those away!? Could it be that life span, blood energy, and such are popular in other universes?"
"Who knows? Since Wang Hao wants it, we might as well give it to him."
"Although we can't contribute to the universe, let's support Wang Hao instead."
"That's right, as members of the universe, we can't back down at a time like this."
"Besides, Wang Hao's cultivation is only at the Martial Venerable level, how much can he really strip away?"
"That's true. Even if he's an exceptional Martial Venerable, how much can he strip from a divine being?"
"...…"
