A chilling, blade-like pressure erupted from the Destruction God King's body.
Some God Kings who had only just regained consciousness after Han Wu's crushing pressure were about to stand when they were struck once more by the pressure released by the Destruction God King.
They collapsed to the ground again, their minds blank.
The Destruction God King was already struggling to control his emotions.
He wished he could tear the Divine Realm Civilization Will before him, the one that had betrayed him, into ten thousand pieces.
Yet the Divine Realm Civilization Will seemed completely unafraid of the Destruction God King.
Having served as the Divine Realm Civilization Will for so long, it had accumulated some trump cards to protect itself and preserve its life.
Taking advantage of the Destruction God King's hesitation, the Divine Realm Civilization Will immediately struggled free of his suppression.
It forcibly plundered energy from the other God Kings and opened a Space Channel.
Lu Sansi, the ancestor of the Creation Clan, strode swiftly out of the Space Channel.
Behind Lu Sansi followed six machines radiating the pressure of the Great Thousand World Level.
The Destruction God King looked coldly at the helpers summoned by the Divine Realm Civilization Will.
Lu Sansi, the ancestor of the Creation Clan, was merely at the Middle Thousand World Level. He did not even merit the Destruction God King's notice.
As for the six Great Thousand World Level machines, in the Destruction God King's eyes, they were nothing but earthen chickens and pottery dogs, things he could destroy with a casual wave of his hand.
"Are these the helpers you found?" the Destruction God King asked.
He had thought that after lying low and biding its time for so many years, the Divine Realm Civilization Will should have been able to