Before their eyes, an utterly absurd and unbelievable scene was playing out in the Golden Holy City of the Yizhi Sand Sea—yet it was undeniably real.
High above, Evilbane, Thunderclap Divine King, Greenleaf, and Mo Zhong continuously rained down divine punishment.
Inside and outside the Golden Holy City, the millions upon millions of sandfolk and priests had their eyes tightly shut, crying out the divine name of the Yizhi Sand Sea Heavenly God in their hearts.
The habits and instincts that had seeped into their bloodlines through countless generations made them firmly believe that, as long as they did this, the Heavenly God would protect them through this darkest hour.
The Heavenly God's glory would be with them.
Amid this indescribable fanatical devotion, the instant the Divine Statue of the Yizhi Sand Sea Heavenly God in the Golden Holy City was nearly shattered by the four Divine Kings, it immediately gathered itself anew.
Shattered, regathered.
In just a few breaths, this scene played out dozens of times within the Golden Holy City.
The four Divine Kings who were striking were both envious and speechless.
If each of them had a group of followers so incomparably devout and fanatical, why would they need to rack their brains and expend such effort as they did now?
Setting aside Dao Ancestors, Divine Lords would be within reach!
Taking a step back, if each of the five of them possessed even one-fifth of the extremely devout and fanatical believers in the Golden Holy City, they could live free of all worry.
The Power of All Beings, surging like a flood toward the central ruins of the Yizhi Temple, made the several Divine Kings green with envy.
The sandfolk before them should have been the most fanatical and devout believers in this world, yet they