"I just found out." Li Tianming nodded. After a pause, he asked, "You won't let me kill them all, right? I don't have the ability. This is too much."

"No." Mu Shanqing shook his head and said seriously: "There are not many of them, but too few."

"Isn't that less?" Li Tianming was stunned.

"There are too few big fish, and there are not enough small fish. Nothing can be changed." Mu Shanqing said.

"So what do you mean?"

"You continue to attract hatred, and you will do whatever it takes to make the Eight Gods angry. The more people come in, the more benefits you will get." Mu Shanqing looked at him with burning eyes, "As for why I need you

If you do this, don’t ask.”

"no problem!"

Li Tianming is very good at drawing hatred.

"What are my benefits?" This is the question Li Tianming is concerned about.

He brings hatred, which also helps to increase the number of sentient beings, and has other benefits. It kills two birds with one stone.

"The little ancestral beast, and even better, the divine-level Zhou Shen Dao!" Mu Shanqing said simply.

"good!"

Li Tianming needs better fighting methods.
Chapter completed!