Li Yi merely gave a soft snort, yet it sent the Eight-winged Angel flying hundreds of thousands of miles. One Two-winged Angel after another, along with the Four-winged Angels and Six-winged Angels, were annihilated into dust.
In an instant, the remaining angels went deathly pale and trembled all over. In their eyes, Li Yi had become a fearsome god of destruction. The Eight-winged Angel had always been someone they could only look up to, yet before Li Yi, he was like a paper cutout, blown hundreds of thousands of miles away with the slightest breath. How could they not be utterly shaken?
The winged angels looked at one another, but not a single one dared to attack Li Yi.
"Hmph. Since you won't show yourself, I'll offer up all these worlds you arranged, along with every living being in them, in a Sacred Sacrifice." Li Yi laughed coldly. "Let's see how long you can keep your composure!"
As he spoke, the four pairs of wings behind Li Yi suddenly beat. In an instant, endless sword qi burst from them, converging into countless howling storms that swept savagely toward the angel army ahead.
Most of these angels were only Mystic Immortals or Golden Immortals. There were barely any at the level of Grand Unity Golden Immortal. How could they withstand an attack from a figure like Li Yi, a giant of the Primordial World? They were crushed like rotten wood. In the space of a single breath, nearly half the angels were shredded into bloody pulp. Their screams rang out as a chilling killing intent spread everywhere.
"Devil! He's a devil! Run!"
"They're dead! They're all dead! Run, we have to run!"
"Lord, please save me! Please, save me..."
Seeing Li Yi's savagery, the surviving angels panicked. Their pride and claims