The sky was filled with the remains of gods and shattered masonry.
Three Main Gods held their positions in different directions, staring at Qin Chuan as he plummeted.
Seconds ago, this human had seemed unstoppable, wiping out over a hundred million allied troops with a single slash. Now he fell like a kite with its string cut.
There was no energy coming from him. The pressure of a Main God had vanished completely, and even his breathing was barely perceptible.
The Archangel wiped golden Divine Blood from his visor. Wild joy instantly swept away his fear of his injuries.
"Backlash! I knew it had to be backlash!" the Archangel shouted, pointing down at Qin Chuan. His voice shook with twisted excitement. "It's a fundamental law of the universe! A low-dimensional being like him forced out a world-ending skill on that scale. His body and soul couldn't withstand the laws crushing back against him!"
The War Main God knelt on one knee, gasping for breath. Even the heavy sword in his hand, broken into three pieces, was trembling.
As a God of War who had survived countless battles, he understood better than anyone what those ninety-nine slashes meant.
That had gone beyond anything a god could do. It was pure, unreasonable Erasure by force.
But now the man who had terrified him was falling with his guard wide open.
He could not let this chance slip away.
The War Main God sprang to his feet and threw aside his broken sword. Violent Divine Fire ignited once more across his cracked Dark Gold body.
"That newborn universe is ours!" the War Main God roared. He kicked off the Void and shot toward Qin Chuan like a Dark Gold meteor.
The Extreme Ice Queen's surviving Godhead darted wildly through the air. "Kill him!