"Withdraw," Lu Changsheng muttered.

The Great Moon True God's body had been torn to pieces, nearly half of it already gone, reduced to ash.

Lu Changsheng's colossal hand immediately grasped after the shattered remains, as those were the deity fragments he sought. From the intelligence given by the various sacred lands, Lu Changsheng knew that much clearly.

A deity could essentially never be taken alive. If a deity realized it was outmatched, it would self-detonate, and once it did, its body was reduced entirely to ash, leaving not a single fragment behind. Thus, there was really no point in trying to capture one. The most one could do was to blast the deity apart and see how many fragments were left. 

Lu Changsheng gathered the fragments of the Great Moon True God's body into his hand, and one brief sweep...