Looking at the sunny, cheerful young man before them, all the God Kings felt a chill seep into their hearts.
Why?
Because they could not sense Han Wu's aura at all.
Han Wu was clearly standing there, yet they could perceive nothing.
There were only two possibilities.
One was that the Han Wu standing there was merely an illusion and did not exist at all.
The second was that Han Wu's strength had already surpassed theirs by far.
He had reached a realm beyond their perception.
How dearly the five God Kings wished the situation before them was the first possibility.
A false alarm was always better than a catastrophe that blotted out the sky.
But in the next instant, Han Wu flashed to their side. With Tang Saber: Starving Corpse in hand, he cut down Blade Mountain God King, the weakest of the five in terms of aura.
Before Blade Mountain God King could even unleash his divine authority power, his head had been severed.
His head rolled to the ground like a ball, his eyes remaining open in death.
"I surrender! I admit defeat! I am willing to accept any punishment, as long as you spare my life!" White Bone God King was the first to buckle beneath the pressure, pleading with Han Wu.
Han Wu's smile only deepened in response to White Bone God King's plea.
"Didn't I just say so?"
"Too late!"
"The moment you launched the divine war, your deaths were already set in stone!" As Han Wu spoke, he stepped before White Bone God King and slashed down with Tang Saber: Starving Corpse once more.
White Bone God King had survived countless battles. In an instant, he dodged with a lazy donkey's roll.
He possessed the White Bone Divine Authority. His bones were hard,