And perhaps only one person could achieve this!
The High Priest and Harbala trembled with extreme fear as they looked at Qin Heng. He stood with his hands behind his back, on the throne, his expression indifferent and lofty, feeling even more like a god than the Eternal Heaven.
He actually suppressed the Eternal Heaven, the supreme deity of the grasslands!
Inconceivable!
This is too unbelievable!
"Blasphemy against the gods?" Qin Heng looked at the Eternal Heaven, who was restrained and unable to move on the ground, with a faint smile and said indifferently, "And you dare call yourself a god in front of me? A mere sealed deity, haven't you realized your situation yet?"
"You!?" Eternal Heaven looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, his heart in turmoil.
In His perception, Qin Heng was merely at the level of a Saint King. Though even sealed, with only a trace of power available, crushing a Saint King should have been easy. Yet now, he was thoroughly suppressed by him!
