Various Factions

A giant palm slowly descended from high above.

The palm was not a real hand, but a giant hand formed by the aggregation of energy.

Demon Lord Chonglou stood proudly in the void, gazing far off, and shouted toward the Divine Realm, "Fuxi, is that all you've got?"

Just moments ago, Chonglou had once again severed a giant palm sent by Fuxi.

In the Divine Realm,

"Damn it!" Fuxi angrily slapped the armrest of the seat beneath him.

"Hmph! If this Emperor couldn't leave right now, I'd certainly cut down that scoundrel today."

In the Divine Realm,

Aside from Fuxi, there were no other powerhouses at the Entering the Dao level.

Precisely because of this, in the current battle situation, Fuxi could not find a helper to share his burdens and had to personally and closely monitor the progress of the fight.

The most powerful one was Fei Peng, but Fei Peng had long since reincarnated as Jing Tian.

Apart from that, the Divine Realm could not produce a single decent cultivator.

The practitioners of the Divine Realm actually did not look much like practitioners; instead, they very much resembled politicians.

All day and all night, they loafed and goofed off under Fuxi, clocking in on time, and proved to be masters at playing tai chi and muddling through.

Yet when it came to fighting, they were absolute trash.

Perhaps this was why only grass grows beneath a big tree!

When Fuxi cast spells to create a giant palm and entered the Well of Gods and Demons, it was not actually to attack Chonglou and the others, but to fish back the immortals and gods under his command.

He knew very well that a single hand was not enough to contend with Chonglou; it was simply that Chonglou was too