Su Miao stood at the rear of the War Array. The aura of a Great Dao Saint alone was enough to suppress the Demon Gods.
And she did not need to make a move—nor was there any need for her to.
Nameless alone had already driven Hongjun into a desperate corner.
The restraint Destruction held over creation was fundamental.
With every collision, Hongjun's Dao Foundation crumbled. Great swathes of dark gray scales peeled from his true body, exposing the flesh and blood beneath.
Watching from the sidelines, Su Miao still had the leisure to wonder.
I wonder if Demon God flesh can be eaten?
Though it looks a little disgusting. It should be good for Alchemy or Artifact Refining, perhaps?
Hongjun seemed to have been surrounded by several Saints, with no path of retreat left.
But the more desperate a person was, the crazier they became.
He spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood. A dark crimson blood mist exploded through the chaotic void, like a sickly sweet, bloody net dropping over their heads.
Those Demon God Remnant Souls that had been scattering suddenly solidified by several degrees, and murky light rekindled in their hollow eye sockets.
They held back Nameless for him and blocked the other Six Saints' harassing attacks.
Immediately afterward, he bit through his fingertips. Three drops of dark golden Essence Blood hung in the void, each wrapped in fragments of the Creation Jade Disk's Dao rhythm.
Using his finger as a brush and blood as ink, he drew a scarlet summoning array in the void.
The Void Rift shook violently and tore wider.
More than a dozen Saint-level Demon God Remnant Souls stepped out at once. Every step they took in the void was like stepping onto a drumhead, making the entire chaotic space tremble.
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