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The Hand of the Heavens had never seen such a shamelessly brazen enemy.
After fighting for half a day, he hadn't even laid eyes on Zhang Chi and he was already thoroughly disgusted.
Within the Blood God Cult, people's hearts were unsettled.
The Hand of the Heavens had originally intended to follow in the footsteps of the Snow Mountain God, to gather the faith of all beings.
However, within the vast Ghost Race, there were few who truly believed in him.
He became stronger only because he had absorbed enough essence blood.
Lacking the faith of all beings, he could still acquire the vital energy of all beings.
While others have limits to how much stronger they can grow through blood-sucking, he had no such limits.
Therefore, his path was one of breaking through limitations with sheer force, forcefully surmounting those limits to obtain power that was in no way inferior to that of the Immortals and Gods!