Twilight of the Gods

Dazzling golden light surged violently from Xiao Han's body. Nine Soul Rings appeared around him. From top to bottom, their colors were black, black, red, red, red, brilliant gold, red, red, and red.

The golden light condensed into layer upon layer of scales. At last, something resembling a dragon yet not quite a dragon appeared behind Xiao Han.

"What is that? Could it be the Dragon God?"

Faced with the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, the gods' knowledge was limited, and they could not recognize the thing before them. They could only sense that in its presence, they felt a Dragon Might belonging solely to the Dragon God.

Unlike the Dragon God, however, the Dragon Might of this Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was far more pure and profound.

"Damn it! I'm a dignified Level One Deity—why do I feel the urge to worship it?"

Under the pressure of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, some Level One Deities discovered that they had the urge to kneel and worship. Even Level One Deities were like this; as for the lower-ranked Second and Third Level Deities, their knees buckled beyond their control as they knelt in worship, their faces pale.

In an instant, only a little over twenty Level One Deities remained struggling to stand in the enormous plaza. Only the Asura God, the God of Goodness, and the God of Life, whose cultivation had reached the realm of Emperor of Gods, remained unaffected.

"Damn it!"

The Asura God's gaze turned grave as he gripped the Asura Sacred Sword in his hand. Before the battle had even begun, they had already been pushed into such a desperate situation.

Wind Come!

Lightning Come Too!

Xiao Han extended his hand. At once, fierce winds rose and lightning flashed amid rolling thunder.

Rumble—

Five silver bolts as thick as a