"Cough, cough..."
Outside Fire Gilt Iron Canyon, the ground that had originally been leveled was now a complete mess. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers had been thrown into disarray, while countless camel-beasts and war rhinos were terrified. Suddenly, human voices came from the enormous palm-print crater.
Boom, boom, boom...
Figures shot out one after another from the palm-print crater, which was filled with red sand. They were all Xiantian Martial Saints. Once imposing when they had arrived, they were now in a sorry state, each of them injured.
At the final moment, the many Xiantian Martial Saints had united, deployed all their True Essence shields, and continuously dug into the earth. They had finally avoided the first wave of the palm strike's impact upon landing and managed to save their lives from the aftershocks of the power of heaven and earth.
"So this is the strength of a War God..."
Only after checking themselves did the many Xiantian Martial Saints have the presence of mind to look at the others. When they saw the apocalyptic scene around them, they were completely dumbfounded.
The terrain outside Fire Gilt Iron Canyon had been utterly transformed. The ground that had been leveled by human effort for the assembly of the great army looked as if it had been plowed through. Countless cracks covered the earth, and almost none of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers remained in formation. Behind them, the palm print stretched dozens of yards across and sank more than thirty feet into the ground, while the spreading cracks extended for hundreds of yards.
"This isn't an ordinary War God, but a peak War God—the pinnacle among War Gods, a supreme expert who is the closest to Endwood Celestial and Divine Axe Celestial."
Iron Sword Martial Saint Helian Haoyan had only