Reality.
Several high-ranking members of the slayer cults showed a trace of disdain.
Someone taunted, "What so-called Blessing God? Even if you are a True God, you still have to obediently eat dust behind us."
"If you can't leave the spirit world, you can't catch us!"
Someone revealed the essence: "Just a native baby born in the spirit world to two ordinary factory workers, merely the first prize of the Cyan Lamp Welfare Lottery!"
Another person said, "Just a clown in a mural, a paper person living in a void story."
His eyes flashed with arrogance,
"He will grow old, falling in an era, and the fruits of the civilization he leaves behind will be the only trace of his existence."
Finally, the Sect Master of Tu Shizong smiled slightly, "Everyone, we should return the divine object we took from the spirit world."
"Indeed, if the divine object stays in reality for too long, those dogs of the company will definitely quickly find our location to snatch it!"
