My Waste Husband
Chapter 1783

Chapter 1783



As the Divine Race cultivators watched the human cultivators bathed in pure energy, what remained in their hearts was nothing but envy. Compared to the human cultivators, they were just too pathetic, like children that no one wanted.

The human cultivators naturally noticed the predicament of the Divine Race cultivators. They looked proudly at the Divine Race cultivators, and their intentions were clear.

"We have the peerless Immortal King here. What does your Divine Race have?"

"Nothing."

Nothing! This kind of provocative gaze was naturally noticed by the Divine Race cultivators, and they unconsciously looked in the direction of Dietmar. When Dietmar saw the abundance of Qi in the Human Race, he had thought that something like this might happen. If the peerless Immortal King had to solve problems for the Human Race, he would have to solve problems for the Divine Race as well.

Dietmar was a Divine Master and was very powerful, but he wasn't able to create a Divine Bridge with the 3,000 Paths. He couldn't understand the restrictive spells here at all, but he saw clearly Henry's actions just now. Wasn't he just throwing some precious weapons? Come on, it wasn't like he didn't have any. Losing one or two was something he could afford! Dietmar walked forward with one step and arrived at the crater of the volcano. At this moment, rich Spiritual Qi was blooming in four directions from the crater of the volcano, and there was only one direction in which the Qi was dull.

Dietmar only pondered for a moment, then took out a treasure and threw it in the direction of that dusky area.

After more than ten seconds, the dim direction also emitted a brilliance of energy, and the area where the Divine Race was located had also become rich and abundant.

The cultivators of the Divine Race were immediately overjoyed. When they were met with the mocking gaze, they immediately retaliated back triumphantly.

This time, if one looked at the golden brilliance on Dietmar's back again, he would realize it was much more dazzling.

Dietmar laughed loudly and said, "The descendants of the Divine Race, as long as I am here, you won't be worse than anyone else! There are some things that we can't have for the time being, because we don't have enough time. As long as we have the same amount of time, our Divine Race will again be at its peak!"

Dietmar's words sounded like encouragement but were actually expressing the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart. He was implying that he was inferior to the Immortal King, but the latter was born earlier than him, so he had to give him some time. He was not afraid of the peerless Immortal King.

When Henry heard the words, he just smiled and did not speak.

30 minutes passed quickly while everyone was cultivating. When they found out that the Qi of the black mountain had disappeared and everything became black again, they were a little flustered.

"Don't panic."

Henry said. He waved his hand, took out another four treasures, and threw them into the volcano. After more than ten seconds, the Qi was once again abundant.

Seeing this scene, Dietmar had a bad feeling in his heart.

And just after the change occurred on the Human race's side, the Divine Race also underwent the change.

Dietmar copied Henry's movement and threw in another treasure. Once again, the Divine Race's Qi was abundant.

Some human cultivators did not understand the changes in this place and said respectfully, "Senior Immortal King, what's going on with this Heavenly Altar? Why does the Qi sometimes disappear?"

"One treasure can support the supply of Qi for half... for the time it takes to burn two aromatic sticks."

Henry wanted to say for half an hour, but when he thought of his own preparations, he immediately changed his words. "As long as we constantly give treasures, the Qi will be full, so you don't have to worry."

"Many thanks, Immortal King!"

The human cultivators were deeply grateful after hearing this. The Immortal King was trying to bring benefits to the human cultivators! Although they didn't know what level the treasure was, it was definitely not an ordinary item that could cause this formation to change.

"Precious treasure! Is it one of the precious treasures from Immortal Mountain? I was lucky enough to acquire one! It's only a bit weaker than an ancestral weapon! This type of treasure can only last for the time of two aromatic sticks. Immortal King, this is a great favour. I, as a cultivator, pay my respects to you!"

A human cultivator shouted.

When the other cultivators heard this, they sucked in cold air. The treasures that Immortal King threw inside were only a bit weaker than ancestral weapons?

As cultivators, they were very clear how important a handy weapon was. It was no exaggeration to say that a person at the early stage of the Qi-controlling with this type of weapon could beat the person in the middle stage or even the late stage of the Qi- controlling realm. The importance of weapons was self- evident. But this kind of treasure, the Immortal King threw four of them at once. It was just for the welfare of everyone! The Immortal King was really the saviour of the Human Race. Dietmar felt that something was going wrong.

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Although as a Divine Master, Dietmar also had some treasures, but how many treasures was he willing to sacrifice?

The time of burning two aromatic sticks was only half an hour. For people who cultivated, half an hour was nothing! Dietmar was happy to stay in such a place full of Qi for a few years, but how many treasures he had?

Dietmar had counted that there were only a dozen of them in his hands! Now two were gone. It wouldn't take a few hours for him to lose all his fortune! Dietmar's first reaction was to leave. Just as Dietmar was about to leave, he heard the voice of a cultivator from the Divine Clan. "Kid, what are you proud of?"

"You have peerless Immortal King, while our Divine Race has Divine master as well. Just as the Divine Master said, we do whatever the others do. Everyone, do your best to train. If you have the ability, train for a few years, then we'll see who is stronger in the end! The Sixth Divine Master is mighty!"

Dietmar was about to leave when he heard these words. He staggered and looked at the young man from the Divine Race who was speaking. The young man upon seeing that the Sixth Divine Master was looking at him as well, was instantly incomparably excited.

Dietmar stared at the man and forced a smile. "What's your name?" he asked.

When the young man heard this, he immediately replied excitedly, "Lord Divine Master, I am Rhett of the Third Tribe." "Alright, Rhett, I'll remember you."

Dietmar gritted his teeth, but there was still a smile on his face. When this matter was over, he would have to go to the Third Tribe in person. Hearing these words, Rhett's face lit up with smiles. To be able to be remembered by the Sixth Divine Master... what sort of glory was this?

As for Dietmar, he could only grit his teeth and throw another treasure. After throwing another one, Dietmar immediately sent someone to the Divine Palace to invite the other Divine Masters over.