Chapter 150

It was an altar in a demiplane, in which he could store anything. When needed, he only needed to use his spiritual power to open up the altar, and the contents inside would come to him. It was extremely convenient. However, just as he was about to leave, that old voice spoke again. "My sacrificer, you have sacrificed too little recently. Don't forget that your body has reached its limits. Be careful, or you'll explode and die." After the voice finished speaking, it disappeared. Wilbur stood there in a daze for a long time and suddenly started cursing. "Damn it! The only thing you talk about is sacrifices all day long. How am I supposed to find so many sacrifices? If they were that easy to come by, I would've dominated the universe long ago. I don’t need you to be running your mouth over this all the time." Wilbur suddenly shrank his neck defensively and waited carefully for a long time. Seeing that he got no response, he straightened his back and snorted coldly. He knew