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"Gods, look at the monsters you have led, and you, you are neither human nor ghost. You are the only one who still wants to judge me. From now on in the human world, don't let me see you. If I see your godhead, I will tear you away and slap you in the face!" "I'm telling you, Gods, when they come to the human world, they are destined to be without you. Eat the good juice, remember it!" Looking at the dark divine realm that was no longer as glorious as before, Lin Qingya, holding a jade sword, laughed loudly. For hundreds of millions of years, all the original races that had been enslaved by the gods finally raised their heads in front of those aloof gods with their original postures.