章 910: Wang Ju's Fate

Primordial Desolate sighed, resigning to his fate. Then, without hesitation, he plunged his left hand into his chest and dug it out. He left a few Blood Essence in the heart before handing it over.

His aura drastically diminished, and his red face appeared somewhere purple. The shining stars in his chest diminished as if they had lost their luster.

Wang Wei held the heart in his hand, feeling the immense energy inside. Then, he felt bored. The Forbidden Lands were once feared, and renowned places used as cautionary tales even for Great Emperors.

When he started his cultivation journey, one of his main ambitions and goals was to deal with them. However, after basically bullying Primordial Desolate, he felt things were lackluster.

This Primordial God's power should be between 40 to 45% Grand Dao Source, so he should have made a great challenge. Unfortunately, he could destroy the latter with one finger.