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None of the Heavenly Races Can Fight

บรรณาธิการ: Henyee Translations

Han Fei didn't care if some of his trump cards were exposed. Regardless of whether they were exposed or not, it wouldn't be easy for him to walk out of the Divine Capital Dynasty after the 10,000-year competition.

He might as well take the opportunity to get some resources for himself now.

Han Fei felt that if it weren't for his hard work to collect resources, he wouldn't have been able to transform his Origin Sea into a star so smoothly.

Han Fei thought that if he killed Yi Qianxing, he might be able to take out his Star Core and stuff it into his Origin Star. Then he might be able to save the energy needed to mold the ground veins. Maybe he could quickly condense his Star Core.

Han Fei's Yang Soul appeared and grabbed at the void. Dao patterns of the heavens and earth condensed and two God Sealing Spears burst out.

Someone exclaimed, "What? He grabbed the Dao Patterns of the heavens and earth so casually? How did he do it?"