A-San: I Sacrifice My Teammates to Heaven, My Divine Power Knows No Bounds!

Rumble—

Drawn by the great battle, many second- and third-class deities had gathered nearby.

All of them were blasted apart and sent flying in every direction by the terrifying Divine Power Turbulence.

Every one of them turned pale, their divine power churning violently.

Had they faced it head-on rather than merely being caught in the aftershock, quite a few of them would likely have perished on the spot.

Golden and seven-colored light clashed again and again, erupting without end.

The terrifying turbulence madly swept through everything around it at every moment.

Above Destruction Castle, a massive vortex of divine power had formed.

It was as powerful as a black hole, tearing at everything around it.

Even the two Supreme Gods had no choice but to retreat far away.

High in the sky, the God of Destruction and Asura Tang San each manifested a beam of brilliant light.

They shielded themselves, solemn expressions appearing on their faces.

They watched below, waiting for the smoke to clear and reveal the outcome of the clash.

Fortunately, Rong Nianbing, enhanced by the Original Sin Gods and Elemental Gods, had not completely lost his mind.

He knew that this was merely a conflict of positions between the two sides, not the sort of life-and-death battle between gods and beasts.

Even as they fought, they had worked together to push the vortex's effects higher into the sky.

Otherwise, a large portion of the neutral second- and third-class deities watching the battle would have been unable to escape disaster.

The terrifying divine power storm lasted for several full minutes.

As it gradually dispersed, Rong Nianbing's figure emerged.

The Elemental Stripping Blade in his hand had completely shattered.

He and the Seven Elemental Gods had all been blasted thousands of meters away.

He stared fiercely at his opponent,