Shu Feng said, "I have a Weak Divine Power Divine Format here. Mi'er, do you want it?"
"No! A Weak Divine Power Divine Format is too weak. Refining it would allow me to quickly advance to the Divine Spirit Level, but continuing to evolve after that would become incredibly difficult! Besides, Ascension to Divinity through faith has a ceiling—it's impossible to advance to Half-step True Demon. I don't want that Divine Format."
"Then the Blood of the Divine Spirit is mine!"
Su Mi glanced disdainfully at the Light Flame God's Weak Divine Power Level Divine Format inside the Tower of Laws, a flicker of contempt in her beautiful eyes. She took out a cup and began to drink the Blood of the Divine Spirit, drawn from the Light Flame God's body, in small sips.
A grave look flashed in Shu Feng's eyes. 'The only ones who can withstand the Light Flame God's Divine Format are me, Su Mi, and the Steel Beast. No one else can bear its power without consuming a massive amount of Source Energy.'
