"A single clone possessing such combat power—not bad."
Kashmor commented blandly.
Qin Heng's divine technique strike had neutralized the combined power of Hou Guang and more than a dozen other foreign gods. Neither side had gained the upper hand.
Though it had ended in a draw, Qin Heng had faced more than ten opponents alone—and with only a clone at that. That alone was enough to demonstrate his strength.
Among the foreign gods, Di Tian, the Dao Establishing True God with the greatest strength, said excitedly, "Master, leave this person to me. It will be the perfect chance to test all of my strength!"
Kashmor nodded. "Very well."
As an Origin Realm Venerable God, a small frontier universe like this could not stir his fighting spirit at all. He had come personally to subdue the Chaos Holy Water. As for the native gods, with his prized disciple Di Tian and more than thirty True Gods present, they should be more than sufficient.
"Thank you, Master! Fellow Daoists, attack!" With a command from Di Tian, he led Hou Guang and over thirty True Gods as they charged into the depths of the dimensional universe.
Kashmor rode the Giant Sword into the deep dimensions as well, calm and composed as though strolling through a courtyard, following behind the gods as he approached the Fourth Dimension coordinates of the Chaos Sea.
Each shift in dimensional depth took ten Void Ember Years, equivalent to 1,479 years on Earth.
By the time Qin Heng dispersed his clone, his true body within the Chaos Absolute Abyss had already prepared for battle.
"Everyone, they have arrived. The war begins in ten years!" He relayed the news to his companions.
The various kingdom lords and Sub-Gods rubbed their hands together in anticipation.
Though the coming battle would be