Without immediately responding to the Deer God, Tang Qi's gaze, along with that of other spectators, was fixed on the hooves of the deer.
The last divine artifact that needed to be marketed was similarly revealed there.
The Deer God believed he would win, and his confidence must stem from this divine artifact.
Now both sides had won and lost a round, forming a confrontation, with the last round deciding the winner.
Tang Qi was also somewhat curious about what gave the Deer God such confidence.
Billions of eyes, at this moment, were focused on the scene.
"Huh?"
Once again, the spectators showed an expression of surprise.
At this moment, a figure was standing on the hoof of the deer, which was infused with great power.
A living being?
Yes, and no.
Although the one standing on the hoof was indeed a fresh body, it did not possess any will, nor a soul breath.
It was as if it was merely a corpse, eternally existent, uncorrupted and immortal.
