After One Strike, the World Returned to Nothingness

And it was at this moment.

The Golden Cloud Sea, which had reached its peak of fervor, finally poured down!

There was no earth-shattering roar, no cataclysmic explosion.

That golden sea of clouds silently engulfed the entire world.

Light.

Ultimate, pure, golden light.

It became the only one in the world.

On the Wall of Sighs, everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

Even King-level powerhouse like Chen Ping'an couldn't look directly at that light that was enough to scorch his soul.

They could only feel a warm and vast power flowing past them, separating them from the devastated ocean.

This is Principal Yun Ruoxi's blessing.

At this moment, time seemed to lose its meaning.

I don't know if a second or ten thousand years have passed.

As that blinding golden light finally and slowly dissipated...

Chen Ping'an was the first to open his eyes.

Then, he froze on the spot.

The sight before him sent a chill down his spine, even for King-level professional like himself.

That's all.

Everything is gone.

Wall of Sighs, the once vast and boundless battlefield has vanished.

Instead, there was a bottomless, enormous Abyss emanating terrifying Spatial Turbulence!

Those hundreds of invincible King-class Bosses were completely wiped out of this world, not even a trace of ashes remained!

Everything in the sky disappeared as well.

The clouds, the air, and everything else vanished.

Only darkness remained.

Chen Ping'an struggled to lift his head and look up at the higher place.

He saw that Li Qingcang and the other Legend of Blue Star were quietly floating in the air. Although their auras were somewhat disordered, they were not seriously injured.

And on the opposite side.

Not only the Zerg, but also other Alien Races suffered heavy casualties.

Especially those Legendary-grade Alien Race Lord who lack Divinity protection...

There was simply no way to resist this power.

The rest were also covered in blood, their auras extremely weak, and the brilliant Divinity radiance on their bodies had become dim and lifeless, clearly indicating that they had suffered extremely serious injuries.

"Gulp."

Chen Ping'an swallowed hard, feeling his throat so dry it was practically on fire.

One strike instantly killed several Legend and severely injured several Legend possessing Divinity!

this...

He could find no words to describe his feelings at that moment.

He could only stare blankly at the still-standing Golden Army behind him, at the Deity figure standing at the very front, his mind a complete blank.

The surviving Alien Race Lord looked at their empty surroundings, then at the unharmed Li Qingcang and his group opposite them, their eyes filled with endless fear and resentment.

"Madmen! All you Dragon Country are madmen!"

Jiao Gu's arm was severed at the root, green blood dripping continuously. He pointed at Li Qingcang and roared hysterically.

"To kill us, you actually resorted to such a Trump Card! Aren't you afraid the Mother Queen will descend and launch Divine War?!"

"Divine War?" Li Qingcang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a disdainful sneer appearing on his face. "If they could come, they would have come already!"

He glanced at the vast Spatial Abyss below, then at his beloved disciple, and a surge of pride welled up within him.

I tell you, today is just the beginning.

"From this day forward, wherever my disciple is, that will be a forbidden zone for you Alien Races!"

"Now, it's our turn."

As soon as Li Qingcang finished speaking, the surviving Alien Race Lord turned around without hesitation, transformed into streaks of light, and fled frantically into the depths of the other-dimensional space.

After the few surviving Alien Race Lord disappeared into the Spatial Abyss, the entire Wall of Sighs fell into an eerie silence.

The Warrior on the wall were still reeling from the shock of that World-Destroying Strike and hadn't yet recovered.

They just stared blankly at the vast Abyss outside the wall, which had been completely flattened and even the space itself had turned into nothingness, feeling as if they were having an absurd dream.

"That's... the end?"

A Captain of a paladin from the Flower Flag Country muttered to himself.

Beside him, a Berserker from the North Bear Country put down his giant axe, plopped down on the ground, and gasped for breath.

"It's over... We... survived..."

The overwhelming joy of surviving the ordeal surged into my heart like a tidal wave.

But then, when their gaze fell once more upon the Golden Army standing silently behind the Dragon Country War Zone, their ecstasy turned into deep awe and fear.

"My God... what kind of monster is hiding in the Dragon Country...?"

"Golden Grim Reaper... I used to think it was just an exaggerated code name, but now I realize how fitting it is."

"He's not Death God; he's more terrifying than Death God..."

The commanders from various countries who had previously complained about Dragon Country's hoarding of resources and even Yin and Yang were now like ducks with their necks being choked, unable to utter a single word.

Joke!

Faced with this "humanoid calamity" capable of instantly annihilating several Legend, who would dare utter a single word?

They are now only grateful that this "Golden Grim Reaper" is their ally.

10,000 meters above the ground.

An elderly man dressed in Pope robe, holding Golden Scepter, and radiating holy light, gazed at the vast Spatial Abyss below, his aged face also filled with shock.

"Odin, do you see it?" he asked softly, pointing to the air beside him.

The next second, a burly figure wielding the Spear of Eternity slowly appeared beside him.

"I saw it." Odin's voice was extremely solemn. "That old scoundrel Li Qingcang has truly taken on an extraordinary disciple."

"It's more than remarkable." The Pope shook his head and said with a wry smile, "The power of this attack even surpasses our full-force attacks. Why is his skill damage so high? And he's not even Legend."

"What's most terrifying is that he doesn't seem to have suffered any backlash." A glint of apprehension flashed in Odin's single eye. "And did you notice that the Legend woman from the Dragon Country just cast a strategic-level Mythical Blessing?"

"You mean..." Zeus instantly understood his meaning, and his expression turned even more unpleasant.

"That's right." Odin nodded. "The Dragon Country has already nurtured him as a top-tier strategic weapon. They are willing to sacrifice their National Fortune to ensure his rapid development."

"An army that can replicate infinitely, each possessing King-level combat power and capable of unleashing a strike comparable to a Legend..." Zeus gasped. "If he were to grow to the Legend, what a terrifying sight that would be?"

Odin remained silent.

He couldn't imagine it.

All he knew was that from this day forward, the landscape of Blue Star was about to change completely.