When the Progenitor Saint King manifested his form and was instantly slain by Fang Qing, the entire God Realm fell silent.
Even Tian Fei Wu Mo and the remaining ancient God Emperors had not expected this to happen.
Within the God Realm, they possessed an enormous trump card: they could summon a trace of the Progenitor Saint King's heroic spirit. The descent of such an Immortal King's spirit was an unimaginably terrifying thing for any Heavenly Monarch.
Yet Fang Qing had casually destroyed it. What terrifying level had Fang Qing's Cultivation Level reached?
Many young Heavenly Monarchs did not even dare to think about it. Only now did they realize just how terrifying Fang Qing's Cultivation Level truly was.
For a time, the entire God Realm was silent.
The God Realm contained countless universes, countless galaxies and stars. At this moment, every civilization, every race, and every branch of the Divine Race had been put on pause. Everyone felt that their fate would be judged in the next instant.
Whether they lived or became slaves was no longer for them to decide. It would be decided by the great Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign.
Just as All Sounds Silenced and every cultivator of the Divine Race was incomparably tense, a gentle voice rang out.
"Brother Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign, could you give the God Realm a sliver of a chance for my sake? Brother can take away the God Realm's Treasure Vault. I only hope that you will leave behind a single spark."
The gentle voice had come from none other than the Terminating Saint King.
Fang Qing's gaze turned toward a stretch of void within the God Realm. The Terminating Saint King sat in the void, cultivating some kind of divine ability.
Above his head appeared a divine artifact axe. It was