Divinity is boiling, frantically converging, highly concentrated to the extreme, even inciting ceaseless gusts of wind!
That palm-sized wood carving cradled in Elder Sun's embrace seemed to be glowing at this moment!
It became the focus of the entire room, drawing many gazes!
Su Huaiming, Zhou Tianshui, Yun Haiyang, and other Divine Sculpture Masters diligently prepared and carved temple god statues, and at this moment, their remnants of Divinity
were all drawn and captured, making the Guest Hall seem as if a wave of Divinity had surged.
Gongshu Jingjun dispersed the Divinity, causing the dense fog of Divinity to vanish and the Formation beneath the cushion to no longer be activated.
His eyes were complex and filled with regret.
