Mu Haotian looked at the altar from afar, savoring the qi that had swept over his body just now.

It was as if there was a being from above, looking through the ancient altar and finding himself questioned by the ants, and the slightest interest was aroused, so the Vision of God opened a gap.

There was no anger or annoyance in those fleeting eyes, just empty eyes, seemingly casual but full of contempt.

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