Under the power of the four rings, the faint sacred glow surrounding the four False Gods vanished completely.
They revealed their true forms.
Divine Scions.
They had always been ordinary Divine Scions.
"The lost King's Ring, and the three Guardian Rings—this is impossible!"
"Who are you?"
The four gods sank to their knees, unable to stop themselves.
They desperately racked their brains, trying to find a way to resist the four rings.
But it was no use. This command came from the level of a divine contract, engraved into the souls of all Divine Scions.
Besides, Gu Qingshan gave them no chance.
This was a crucial step. To prevent anything from going wrong, Gu Qingshan simply gave up the opportunity to attack and focused all his attention on controlling the four rings.
The four gods knelt on the ground.
But they did not give up resisting. All at once, they opened their mouths and began chanting a hymn to the gods:
"Great Mother God, I call upon you—"
Gu Qingshan's expression shifted. He shouted urgently, "Don't let them call that monster!"
He drove the four rings with all his might, holding the four gods down on their knees and keeping them from moving, but he couldn't stop them from opening their mouths to chant the hymn.
Oldest made his move.
"Not a chance!"
He gripped the Black Trident and hurled it toward the Wind God.
The Black Trident pierced the Wind God's chest, then turned into a tide of darkness that spread around him.
"No, help—"
The Wind God stopped chanting and cried out for help.
But the dark tide quickly swallowed him whole, and his voice cut off soon after.
The other three False Gods' faces changed dramatically.
They could sense that the weapon was devouring the Wind God's