Thunder God?
Zhang Yumin's face turned pale at the mention of the words preceding Xiao Mu's.
As a mutated being, she was well aware of the gap between the Kitchen God and the Thunder God.
One was a Yin God and the other a divine spirit, separated by a vast disparity in levels. For a Thunder God to slay a Kitchen God would be as easy as lifting a hand.
Yet, what Xiao Mu said next made her hesitate, and just as she was about to ask for clarification, she saw a rich golden authority radiating from Xiao Mu, and an illusory figure of the City God appeared above his head.
Following close behind, a purple-golden shield, dozens of times more dazzling than the Kitchen God's authority she held, materialized in Xiao Mu's right hand.
And above this shield loomed an illusory figure of the City God, identical in shape to Xiao Mu.
"You... You... You're the City God!"