From the moment Luo Hong arrived, blood light had filled the mountains, howls had rung out without end, and war and slaughter had never ceased!
This continued for a full sixty years. On this day, the blood waves rolled back, and the Netherworld side, which had gained an overwhelming advantage in the great war, actually withdrew from the battlefield of its own accord.
The remaining twisted creatures threw back their heads and roared madly, as if they had truly won.
Yet they had no idea that their true catastrophe was about to arrive.
"The time has come."
As soon as the time agreed upon with Shi Kongjie arrived, Luo Hong, who had sat cross-legged atop the peak for several years, slowly opened his eyes.
Without a second word, he formed a hand seal with one hand.
At once, white Formation Flags condensed above more than a hundred mountain peaks throughout the range. Every six formed a group, rotating above the mountaintops.
"Open!"
As the hand seal in Luo Hong's hand changed, he issued a sharp command.
The Next Moment, glowing arrays suffused with Primordial Aura condensed around those Formation Flags.
After rotating slightly, the arrays simultaneously fired White Light Beams downward at the enormous peaks below.
Treating the massive mountains as though they were nothing, the White Light Beams directly struck the Demon God limbs buried deep underground.
Like divine swords descending, they easily pierced all the Demon God limbs, which rapidly collapsed and disintegrated.
As the limbs vanished, streams of multicolored Law Power followed the White Light Beams through the mountains and entered the white glowing arrays.
At that moment, the rotating white Formation Flags all came to a stop. Then, with a slight tremble, they formed White Light Shields one after another.
No matter how the multicolored Law