Everyone turned their eyes toward Li Hong. Without hesitation, Li Hong said, "Right now, I'm the only one who can fight them. I'm currently level 99, but in truth, my Power of Chaos had already reached the limit under the plane's suppression back when I was a Soul Sage. I've merely been suppressing it all this time, refusing to break through or let the Power of Chaos within me transform into divine power. If I choose to, I can immediately break through to the god level and leap straight into the Super God-Tier. With my experience and abilities, even facing a large number of Eight-armed Demon Gods would be no problem."
"Are you really going? That's a situation with no chance of survival." He Qiang looked at him.
Everyone wore extremely grave expressions. Liu Xiaoxiao and He Qiang had both divined and predicted this matter before, and they had received the same result. Li Hong had also confirmed it when his divine consciousness transformed.
—A certain death, Destiny's Abyss.
"When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up. But the tallest one must never hide." Li Hong spoke calmly. "After I leave, you don't need to miss me. Dying to save the world is also a poet's romance."
"Count me in. Either I destroy, or I am destined to forge glory. Or else, I forge glory amid destruction." At that moment, a calm voice came from afar.
The meeting room door was pushed open, and Lin Bo slowly walked inside, with Na Nali beside him.
"You came too." Li Hong's tone remained calm.
"You should have seen this coming long ago, shouldn't you?" Lin Bo countered.
Liu Xiaoxiao's eyes narrowed. Lin Bo had now reached the cultivation of a quasi-god, but even so, it was impossible for him to