Ning Tian's left hand died, but his right hand was resurrected.
"Hmph, kid, go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
"search!"
"live!"
"Hmph! Kid, if you've got the guts, then..."
"search!"
"Give me life!"
"Hmph... brat..."
"..."
After a dozen or twenty times, Ning Tian even knew exactly what color underwear this pseudo-god liked to wear, and finally learned all the useful information in the pseudo-god's mind.
This false god died peacefully.
"..."
Seeing this, Di Tian and the others were dumbfounded.
They saw that after the false god died, he suddenly straightened up, and before he could finish speaking, he was killed by the patriarch. This happened repeatedly until he could no longer speak and was gone.
Tsk tsk…
If this pseudo-god goes to the Earth Soul Realm, he can brag to others that he has died a dozen or twenty times!
It's just a pity...
He was unaware of this.
"call…"
After the soul search was over, Ning Tian let out a long sigh of relief, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he had understood many things. He murmured to himself, "Ancient God Cloud Map, Heaven and Earth Gathering."
"Is this the power behind this false god?"
"Its power seems immense, comparable to the Heavenly Palace..."
"If this is one of the ancient forces in the Divine Realm... it seems they even mentioned something slumbering in the Heavenly Soul Realm..."
Could it be…
"What does the slumbering thing they speak of have to do with the Heart of the Three Races? But they don't know the name of the Heart of the Three Races."
Ning Tian frowned, a long string of information from the pseudo-god filling his mind.
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