Ding—!!
A clear sword chime rang out as a flash of sword light streaked across the sky, closely pursuing an Indian God.
"Damn it, how could this human be so strong..." The Indian God felt the icy killing intent rapidly closing in from behind, and fear rose from the depths of his heart.
In just two days, this sword-wielding human had hunted down three Lord God level enemies amid the chaotic battle, yet he still possessed such terrifying combat strength!
The Great Xia Gods' sudden, desperate counterattack forced the already-contracted Indian gods' battle line to retreat even farther inward. During the retreat, quite a few Indian Gods were slain, leaving gaps throughout their defense—and this human was one of those tearing those gaps open.
"Kali! Help me stop this human!"
A familiar figure appeared at the edge of his vision. The goddess called Kali frowned and sped to his side.
"Chased into such a state by a human... Engili, you're truly pathetic."
The arrival of another Lord God immediately put Engili at ease. He gradually slowed down and turned to look back.
A figure clad in black descended from the clouds, a longsword in hand. Several wounds still marked his body, and the hem of his black robe had been shredded to tatters, but his clear, pure eyes remained bright as stars.
"Two Lord God level opponents..." Zhou Ping muttered.
After hesitating briefly, he still raised his sword, sweeping up vast Sword Intent as he slashed at Engili's neck!
The two Lord Gods attacked at the same time. A bolt of lightning wreathed in flames collided head-on with the Sword Intent in a thunderous blast. Goddess Kali tore through the void with both hands, transforming into a black shadow that flashed behind Zhou Ping in an instant!
Zhou Ping sensed