Spatial rifts appeared in the skies in every direction around Slaughter God Palace.
Countless spindle-shaped warships slowly sailed out of those rifts, while an incalculable army of mechs slowly formed ranks across the heavens.
Ten million Immortal Soldier-level combat units.
Nearly two thousand enormous spindle-shaped vessels, each tens of thousands of feet long.
At this moment, the main cannons at the bows of those enormous ships were charging in unison. The cannons opened like slowly blossoming petals, their designs filled with artistic beauty, though their energy-gathering speed was somewhat slow.
Realizing something was wrong, the Human Race had already begun a full retreat.
Large numbers of Golden Immortal experts disregarded everything else and hurriedly used divine abilities and magic treasures to rescue as many Immortal Soldiers and nearby living beings as they could.
The main cannons charged somewhat slowly only when compared to the warship cannons developed by Peony.
In reality, the process took merely seven or eight breaths.
Across most of the battlefield, the Human Race Immortal Soldiers had no time to retreat and could only fully activate their defensive battle formations.
The main cannons fired in unison!
The heavens and earth of the Immortal Realm seemed to lose all color, leaving only black, white, and gray.
Over a thousand scorching white beams filled the sky!
Most of the targeted areas were where Slaughter God Palace's Immortal Soldiers and buildings were located. A small portion even struck the Hundred Races battle formations confronting Slaughter God Palace from the outskirts.
Wherever the light passed, blank spaces appeared throughout heaven and earth.
Golden Immortals spread layer upon layer of shields, barely blocking some of the beams.
Grand Beginning Golden Immortals attempted to salvage the situation, only to be tightly entangled by their own opponents.
Those blank spaces resembled the deliberate empty