"You!" The beyond paled as he saw the indifference in the eyes of the dead God. It was the eyes of a man confident in his abilities.
He felt the threat of death hanging over his head. At this moment it felt like the world has condemned him to death and is just waiting for the grim reaper to take his life.
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Buzz!
Damon slowly opened his eyes as he absorbed the last of the world's Mana, reducing the God vein to a normal planet. This world will never be able to breed cultivators again.
Damon's eyes carried a hint of sadness but he didn't seem to care. This is the only way he can be assured the world will not be set ablaze by deities looking for an opportunity to steal its resources. As long as it does not catch their attention, they will never bother with it.