The Mortal Body Was Only a Vessel, but the Will Descended Upon the Gods

This God-fiend body, with its indestructible and eternal physique alone, was enough to rival a top-tier third-turn God-fiend.

"I will turn this corpse shell into a ward of protection, but it can only hold at the Death Abyss node for a while. Crossing the Death Abyss is impossible."

The Elf Goddess spoke slowly, her noble and elegant voice sweeping across the crowd.

"None of you should attempt it. Otherwise, when disaster strikes, no one will be able to save you."

For so many people to cross the Death Abyss at once, a single third-turn God-fiend body was simply not enough.

Most of those present had no such intention either.

The next moment, the God-fiend body cracked apart. Cracks appeared across its flawless face like porcelain, spreading from its cheeks, arms, chest, and legs as it transformed into a dazzling rain of light. Like golden petals, it fell upon everyone's bodies.

In no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, everyone seemed to have ascended. Even Su Changqing's twenty-million-zhang God-fiend body was covered in a faint golden glow, like a golden barrier.

"Flesh grows from incompleteness. The mortal body is only a vessel, but the will descends upon the gods." The Elf Goddess looked around and said softly, "I can only protect your Divine Bodies. If anything happens to your true spirits, you will still die at the end of the Death Abyss."

Just like Su Changqing's Eight-Armed Phoenix Pattern God-Fiend. It had clearly crossed the Death Abyss successfully, yet its true spirit had been annihilated within the endless chaos.

"I have sent hundreds of millions of living beings into this Wind Cavern of Despair to investigate. It contains hidden mysteries and countless dangers. When Pangu was driven into a desperate situation, he created this world.