Just as Saint Moon's expression changed drastically, a dark-golden light suddenly erupted behind the three lit Demon God Pillars.
That dark-golden light was simply enormous. The massive pillar of light had a diameter of more than ten miles. The instant it appeared, the previously bright sky plunged into darkness. As the enormous pillar rose, the sun seemed to have been struck down and vanished without a trace.
The hundreds of thousands of demon troops that had been roaring moments ago fell utterly silent, as though their throats had suddenly been seized. The shift from motion to stillness was indescribably eerie. Though the demon army no longer howled, every one of their eyes turned the same blood-red color. From the weakest Double Blade Demons to the strongest black dragons, all radiated an incomparably terrifying aura. At the very moment the pillar rose, they had entered a state similar to bloodlust.
Before this immense dark-golden pillar of light, the Demon God Pillars raised by Anluoxian and the other two Demon Gods were as inconspicuous as wisps of smoke drifting in the wind. The three Demon Gods had all respectfully dropped to one knee, their bodies fully facing the enormous dark-golden pillar behind them.
What... what exactly was this...?
It was too shocking. Everything had happened far too suddenly, and it was far too terrifying.
The most glorious sight Long Haochen had ever seen was when his father and Yang Haohan, the chairman of the Temple Alliance, each released their Divine Thrones. Yet compared to the terrifying dark-golden pillar before them, they were clearly inferior by far—by far.
The dark-golden pillar soon completed its connection between heaven and earth. Everything around it was dark, and only the dark-golden radiance it emitted could bring a trace of light to the world. Thus, the changes