Suddenly —
The tail of her snowy outfit slipped away from her ankle and instantly retracted into the star-shaped skirt.
Xia Feng blinked and slowly raised his head, locking eyes with the woman on the Divine Throne.
Disi looked down at him expressionlessly. The atmosphere suddenly turned eerily quiet, but after a short while, Disi's gaze dropped slightly to Xia Feng's abdomen, changing the subject, "My Believer, why is there an additional divine aura on you?"
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, covering his stomach and nodding, "Oh right, I almost forgot. Dragon God, could you remove this mark for me?"
"Step forward."
Following the woman on the Divine Throne's command, Xia Feng approached the Divine Throne again, and Disi extended her index finger, lightly tapping his navel.
Instantly, a rosy golden ring the size of a navel rose from his stomach, and a terrifying divine pressure radiated from the center, causing the branches of the World Tree to rustle loudly.
