As he spoke, Song Zhi formed a seal with his hands, actually communicating with the Divine above him. The entire crimson sky began to sink, as if the heavens were collapsing.
The pressure from the Divine intensified.
Though he was an outsider, he could serve as the "Clan Leader." The core reason was that he was the chosen representative of the "Divine."
Therefore, he also had a certain ability to command the Great La Ba.
"Hmph!" Zhang Yan Yi slowly rose, hands clasped behind his back, glaring coldly at him as the Qingyun beneath his feet spread out like a world of its own, disdainfully saying:
"Do you really think that using a Secret Skill can allow you to control the Divine with such shallow cultivation? Foolish!
Do you really believe that the distinction between a True God and an Evil God is just a matter of strength? Cultivating a True God means humans command the god.
