After Yi Yun had fully broken through, his essence, energy, and spirit had fused into one. Facing him, the many Divine Race warriors present—even the Demon Servants who lacked much intelligence—felt their minds tremble with fear. This was suppression from a higher level of life, like a rabbit facing an eagle.
"Divine Ancestor, notify the Divine Ancestor at once!"
One of the Divine Race Divine Generals spoke immediately. At this point, notifying the Divine Ancestor was the safest course of action. No matter how powerful Yi Yun was, he could not defeat the Divine Ancestor.
Amid the crowd, a seven-zhang-tall Divine Race Divine General immediately took out a Sound Transmission Token. The transmission range of this token could span the entirety of Chaos Heaven.
However, the moment this Divine General took out the token, he felt the strength throughout his body rapidly draining away. It was as if a breeze had blown through his body, completely sealing all his movements—even his vitality. A mighty Divine General like him could not even activate the Sound Transmission Token.
Then, a horrifying scene unfolded. This Divine General's flesh began rapidly losing its luster. His originally bronze-colored skin turned grayish yellow, then shriveled and aged. His golden hair also became dry and yellow as straw, falling out strand by strand.
The Divine General's vitality was rapidly draining away!
In just a few blinks, all the flesh on this Divine General's body had withered away, leaving only golden bones wrapped in dry skin. He fell from the sky.
Boom!
The withered bones smashed into the ground and shattered into pieces.
A Divine Race Divine General had died just like that. Until the moment of his death, his largely decayed, shriveled eyeballs were filled with terror and disbelief.
The many Divine Kings present were all widely