Su Changqing's Luck?

Su Changqing extended his palm. Scroll after scroll floated down, and he hurled them one by one into the forbidden depths of the Death Abyss.

Anyone who had attained only the rank of First Revolution Dao Ancestor, rather than becoming a First Revolution God-Fiend, would die and have their Dao extinguished in an instant. Only a god-fiend's body could withstand the Great Annihilation Force for a moment.

Soon, he threw the Elf Goddess-Fiend out as well.

She instantly revealed her true form. Countless wings spread across untold light-years, dazzling beyond measure. Her face was holy, her bearing transcendent, like a goddess descending into the world. Her radiance lit up the entire Death Abyss.

At that moment, she brought out every last trump card. Otherwise, she would surely die!

The previous Gods and Demons had died too quickly. Now Su Changqing finally had a chance to see what the force of Annihilation truly was.

It seemed formless, impossible to see or touch, yet it existed in every corner at the far end of the Death Abyss. In an instant, the countless radiant wings on the Elf Goddess-Fiend's body began to peel away, each feather turning to dust.

It tore through them like a blade through dead wood.

The Elf Goddess-Fiend fixed a cold gaze on Su Changqing and Pangu, but made no move to retaliate. As though shedding her mortal form to ascend to immortality, she set her wings ablaze. Her speed suddenly surged, and she charged toward the edge of the Death Abyss.

She burned her own god-fiend body, using her wings to shield herself as she tried to force her way across the Death Abyss.

Those Gods and Demons flames were dazzling beyond compare. Nearly every wisp that erupted from her could burn away a great world.

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