Miscalculation III

Wang Ling looked at Chang Ping's Godly figure, he could feel her relentless attempt to increase her qi, trying to drain and get what she could from the speck of power she received, [That is but a portion of the essence, but it is already so strong… now, what would happen if I control all of it?]

The Essence of Origin was the power of everything in this Universe. Its power was showed by Chang Ping… but even this degree of strength was not its limits, it was a mere speck of the original Essence of Origin.

"So, what is that you need of me, Brother Ling?" Yan Renhuo asked while looking at him wear his mask, "About this situation, specifically."

"I thought it would be Butler Sun but you will do just fine. But, do you still have the Chaos Flames?"