shrank, and his golden pupils looked at Gong Ziliang in disbelief, “This… you really want me to absorb his soul?”

Facing the dawdling Ultimate God, Gong Ziliang was a little impatient.
He waved the Divine Striking Whip and said angrily, “Absorb his soul.
You don’t have to suffer the whip.”

“Otherwise, I’ll beat you and his soul to death today!”

After being frightened by Gong Ziliang, the Ultimate God did not dare to hesitate.
He opened his mouth and was about to swallow Mo Aotian’s soul.



In the next moment.

Gong Ziliang’s voice suddenly sounded.

“I knew it.
Why would he really give this Spiritual Sea Realm soul to me to absorb!”

“He’s deliberately here to laugh at me!”

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The Ultimate God thought indignantly.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at Gong Ziliang obsequiously.

Gong Ziliang raised a hand and said, “You can absorb soul power, but his consciousness has to stay.”

“In addition, as the Ultimate God of the Divine Realm, you should know many ways to torture people, right?”

“Arrange everything for him.
As long as his consciousness doesn’t dissipate, you can do whatever you want.”

The Ultimate God was already prepared.
Gong Ziliang wanted him to return Mo Aotian’s soul and ridicule him.

He did not expect that Gong Ziliang would interrupt him to let him keep Mo Aotian’s consciousness and torture him.


Immediately, two streams of hot tears surged out of the Ultimate God’s golden eyes.

This time, he was really touched.

In his heart, Gong Ziliang’s image that was comparable to the most ferocious demonic creatures in the ancient times instantly changed 180 degrees.

After all, not only had Gong Ziliang sent him a soul to absorb, but he had even taken care of him until he had suffered too much pressure recently and needed a punching bag to vent his anger.

Such meticulous care was something that the Ultimate God had never felt before.

Looking at the Ultimate God’s crying appearance, Gong Ziliang felt sick…

After leaving the Divine Striking Whip in the mystic realm, Gong Ziliang instructed the Gong Ziliang and the Goddess to take good care of the Ultimate God before returning to the outside world.

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In the next few days, Gong Ziliang stayed in seclusion.

Every day, other than completing the system’s activities and earning money from farming bosses, it was to guide the power of faith provided by the ancestral hall set up by the Monet Dynasty to obliterate the Heavenly Dao curse in his soul bit by bit.


As the Heavenly Dao curses in his soul decreased, the difficulty of clearing it also became greater and greater.

Soon, the mixed power of faith had little effect on the remaining stubborn curses.

Because of this, Gong Ziliang had no choice but to run to the Ultimate God.

However, the problem was that the Ultimate God’s avatar had been seriously injured by the Divine Striking Whip previously.

Even after absorbing Mo Aotian’s soul power, the lost vitality still did not recover.

If he forced the Ultimate God to attack, the latter would probably fall asleep again before the curse was removed.

In the blink of an eye, fifteen days passed.

The number of curses left in Gong Ziliang’s soul was already less than 1%.

However, Gong Ziliang could sense that if he wanted to completely eliminate the remaining 1%, the difficulty might not be easier than eliminating the previous 99%.

Not only that, but Gong Ziliang also discovered that the longer he delayed, the closer the power of the Heavenly Dao curse fused with his soul.

This made Gong Ziliang realize that on the Ultimate God’s side, it would not be of much help to eliminate the Heavenly Dao curse for the time being.

He had to resolve this problem through other methods as soon as possible.

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