Boom!!!
Golden Gate Country shook with earth-shattering thunder. The invisible barrier above the entire dome completely cracked apart, revealing hundreds upon thousands of fine fractures. Through those fractures, the clouds beyond were equally covered in cracks!
Beneath this apocalyptic shattered sky,
A massive divine crown hung overhead. Its light was supremely holy, illuminating the heavens like a miracle!
The divine crown was intricate and magnificent, its patterns mysterious, symbolizing ultimate power and sanctity. Endless Golden Sun aura poured down from above, its presence overwhelming!
And beneath that divine crown,
A figure stood within it, fingers resting on the hilt of his blade in a draw stance.
"He's so strong, Yang God Lord!"
"I don't know if it's just my imagination, but when that divine crown appeared, his aura became hundreds of times stronger than before! If I had looked at him before like an ant looking at a giant elephant, then now, facing him feels like standing before all the gods and Buddhas of heaven. Just a glance from him could crush me to death!" Puppet Lord's face darkened, but his voice trembled.
"It's not your imagination. He really did become stronger! Just now, his strength should have only surpassed Lord of Silent Thunder's by a fair amount, but now I can no longer sense that gap at all. It hasn't disappeared—the gap is simply so vast that the tiny difference from before can no longer be perceived! The most direct feeling I have is that he only needed to raise his blade to kill us before, but now, if he so much as looks at me, I feel like I'll die..." The dark-skinned woman's legs trembled. She desperately wanted to run, but whether because her legs had gone weak or for some other reason, she could not move at