"Friend, would you mind giving this to me? I can exchange it for a treasure," the divine avatar said.
"Who are you?" Yang Shen asked expressionlessly, dispersing the millstone and storing his soul energy.
Although they were hundreds of thousands of kilometers apart, the distance did not affect their conversation at all, just like face to face.
On the ruins of Blue Star, inside the temple, the avatar of a god said, "I am the God-King of Wind. If you are willing to relinquish that ball of soul energy, I will reward you with a drop of divine blood!"
"Give me a drop of divine blood?" Yang Shen raised an eyebrow.
“Indeed, I observe that your divine sense has mutated, so you should be a spiritualist. However, you have no cultivation whatsoever, and your physical aptitude must be very poor. With just a drop of divine blood, you can temper yourself into a demigod. At that time, you will no longer need to linger in the mortal plane. With your talent in divine sense, plus the demigod body, I believe you can survive even if you enter the Heavenly Realm,” said the divine avatar.
"Is a demigod's body very strong?"
"Naturally, it is very powerful. You may not know this, but divine blood contains fragments of rules and a small amount of immortal substances. Therefore, the demigod's body is also called the indestructible body in the lower realm!" The divine avatar explained, his words carrying a hint of arrogance.
Come to think of it, a single drop of divine blood can temper a person into a demigod, and how much divine blood is contained within the body of a god?
Upon hearing this, Yang Shen asked with a half-smile, "Then do you know who I am?"
"You?" The avatar of the Wind God King said indifferently, "Those who do not reach the divine realm will ultimately turn to dust. I have no need to know who you are. Just tell me whether you'll exchange or not. You should know that a drop of divine blood is something that can be encountered but not sought after!"
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