The Fall of Star City

Lin Qiye pondered.

The Demon God Sculpture that devoured his city only corroded the Practitioners below Platinum Level.

In terms of cultivation, it was probably equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

The erosion process of taking over the city took more than a month.

It was not the kind of strength that could completely crush them.

Lin Qiye had a feeling that if he were to throw the Demon God Sculpture in his hand away, Star City would not be able to hold on for half a day before it was destroyed!

After all, those below the Supreme Realm could not look at it directly.

If he threw it out, the entire southern warzone would suffer.

"Holy sh*t! This thing is a nuclear bomb!"

Lin Qiye looked at the Demon God Sculpture. He didn't know whether to throw it away or not.

If he threw it away, it might fall into a random world and infect it before ascending to the main world. It would be another disaster.