58: The person chosen by the King of Qin.

Chen Sheng's eyes widened.

Even with his composure, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

As expected of Divine Power.

If his profession wasn't God's Envoy, he probably wouldn't have been able to access such a terrifying skill at merely Nine Revolutions.

However, Chen Sheng came back to his senses, recalling his grandfather Chen Qingyue's speculation.

Especially after his grandfather returned from Great Qin King's temporary palace, that conjecture was fully confirmed.

Great Qin King indeed had a predetermined candidate.

Even with his profession as God's Envoy, did Great Qin King still believe that person was superior to him?

Even far superior to him?

Why?

Even in the first two years of his profession awakening, when he couldn't perceive any Divine Power.

Relying solely on his basic talent, he possessed combat power comparable to top-tier professions, and since a few days ago, when he first perceived Divine Power, his combat power had grown rapidly.

He could already suppress top-tier professions.

Until recently, with five types of Divine Power empowering him, the gap between top-tier professions and him was identical to the gap between ordinary professions and top-tier professions.

Even a top-tier profession like Thunder Mage was no match for him.

He possessed the absolute power to suppress top-tier professions.

Yet, in Great Qin King's eyes, was this still not enough?

What kind of profession could hold such high regard in Great Qin King's heart?

Chen Sheng couldn't understand, he was completely bewildered.

His mind fell into chaos, and his expression showed a hint of blankness.

Half a minute passed.

Chen Sheng took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic emotions within him, and his eyes regained their determination.

“Forget it.”

“No matter what kind of prodigy it is, the Heaven's Pride Tower will reveal it this time.”

“I hope you won't disappoint Great Qin King's expectations.”

“And don't…”

“Disappoint my expectations!”

… … …

Time flies like a shuttle.

… …

At noon.

Above the sky, the scorching sun was like fire.

“It’s the seventh day.”

The White-browed Old Man gently brought a cup of tea to his mouth, savoring it and smacking his lips.

“New tea still smells the best.”

He looked at the Guanhai Tower opposite, then suddenly shook his head.

“This kid, he sure can hold his composure.”

“Today is the last day for the Heaven's Pride Tower to open; if you don’t go soon, this old man will have to go up and invite you.”

The White-browed Old Man spoke leisurely, a hint of helplessness in his expression.

His gaze swept across the streets of Shanhai City.

Since Great Qin King issued the ‘Purge Plan’ mission.

The various ‘bugs’ accumulated within Great Qin's borders had been mostly cleared out.

Although they hid very well, professionals only needed to form a team with a high-level vision-type professional, and most of the invaders would have nowhere to hide.

At least, currently in this Shanhai City, he hadn't seen any more traces of invaders.

Of course, saying they were completely eradicated was obviously impossible.

There were naturally still some stragglers.

Moreover, these remaining stragglers probably wouldn't wait quietly for death.

Now that Sky Book Taoist had calculated the detailed information of the Divine Seed.

The prophets of the Ten Kingdoms should not be too far behind Sky Book Taoist.

At that time, they would probably use these remaining remnants to pose a threat to the Divine Seed.

However, a hint of killing intent flashed in the White-browed Old Man's eyes.

If these remaining remnants stayed hidden, then so be it.

But if they dared to show themselves, he wouldn't mind directly sending that group of rats to meet their God.

The White-browed Old Man swallowed the tea in his mouth, and a wisp of aura surged into the sky, immediately parting the clouds with a huge gap, like a long blade fiercely cutting across the firmament.

The imposing aura of a Nine Revolutions giant was fully displayed.