The sun plummeted toward Douluo Continent at a terrifying speed.
The temperature on the ground rose madly. Things were slightly better over on Sun Moon Continent, but on Douluo Continent, the devastation was unbearable to behold.
The waters of rivers, lakes, and seas evaporated without cease. Violent lightning raged in the sky, and fierce winds rose everywhere.
The Angel God sneered at Little Jiu. "Look, this is a world-ending disaster!
"We gods may survive even after losing the continent, but the civilians and soul masters in Spirit City will be destroyed along with this land."
"No one can withstand the might of a God King!"
"Anyone who dares defy the gods must die!"
"Let's see how you plan to protect your lovers and your people!"
With a wave of her hand, the Angel God ordered the gods to scatter. She herself watched with an amused expression, eager to see how Little Jiu would respond.
"You gods are utterly insane! You're planning to drag the entire world down with you!" Even Shui Xinrou, who had always been so good-tempered, cursed furiously.
"We are gods. Why should we care whether mortals live or die? In hundreds of millions of years, new life will flourish, and they will still bathe in divine grace and be grateful for our benevolence."
The Angel God stood high above them all, as though she had witnessed every splendor of the world and could transcend the scale of time itself. There was not a trace of pity in her eyes, only the indifference of a higher life-form.
"This is what I hate about gods. You think yourselves above all others, believing you can rule everything!"
Little Jiu's face darkened as he swept his gaze over the gods, his eyes filled with contempt.
"There's no point saying any of