The Secret History of the Inner World
At the center of the battlefield.
The God of Life and the Soul Screamer roared furiously without pause.
Both had lived for countless years and possessed an instinctive, keen sense for battle.
So as they fought, they kept their eyes on the coffins that had just fallen.
—If they sensed that the aura inside a coffin was too powerful, they would strike without hesitation and immediately destroy it.
When that happened, the coffin would turn into a phantom and temporarily disappear.
But the longer the battle dragged on, the more those coffins reappeared. Along with the coffins still descending, they poured down like a tide, gradually leaving the two gods unable to keep up.
The god corpses emerging from the coffins began to form a ring around them.
The God of Life and the Soul Screamer had no choice but to stand back-to-back, helping each other as they struggled to maintain the balance of the fight.
—In the face of life and death, any conflict could be set aside for the moment.
Besides, they had realized that someone had played them for fools.
Even so.
They were running out of time.
Just then, Gu Qingshan and Oldest arrived at the edge of the battlefield, sheltering beneath the Black Umbrella.
Oldest furrowed his brow as he watched the god corpses and murmured, "Something's not right. These aren't just the corpses of gods from the Inner World. There are some I don't recognize at all..."
Gu Qingshan asked, "You knew all the gods in the Inner World?"
"I knew all eighty thousand true gods," Oldest replied with certainty.
"What's stronger than a true god?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"God Kings. There was a God King's aura in one of the coffins just now. Those two attacked