Scorching traces seared the earth.
The corpses of the blond, blue-eyed Lords turned to ash in the flames. Their Thrones had already vanished, and all that remained were specks of ash drifting through the air...
The power of Thrones could draw the key—this coincided with Fang Yi's own thoughts. He had merely guessed that the First Throne could do so. Now, it seemed that multiple Thrones might achieve the same effect.
But...
For the sake of Thrones, he had directly hunted down the Lords under his command.
Such methods were rather cruel.
Fang Yi stood in the sky, his dark eyes fixed on the place where the Angel Lord had once stood.
The Angel Lord had also been drawing the key.
Golden light ignited between Fang Yi's brows, blazing brilliantly as spiritual energy rippled faintly.
Pfft—
Vast spiritual energy spread across the mountains, yet it failed to detect any trace of the Angel Lord's aura. He had truly left, fleeing with the key.
"He can sense the key's existence too. Could it be... he is also preparing to break through to the Fourth Realm?" Fang Yi muttered.
The Angel Lord had never revealed his true strength.
Compared with the Yang God Throne, his Throne was highly unusual and leaned toward anomalous control. The rune secret method he had used to summon the key earlier had been drawn forth through the Angel Throne.
These dead Lords were not even as strong as ordinary Lords. They had only two purposes: to seize Thrones for the Angel Lord, and to summon the key through their deaths.
The key that required immense Throne power to draw in could also be summoned through sheer numbers to produce the same effect.
This Angel Lord was even more cold-blooded than Fang Yi had imagined.
Gray-white ashes drifted