No Choice

The battles between True Realm powerhouses were always earth-shaking. How much more so when they were Black Dragon Ancestor and Shen Fan, who had nearly reached the peak of the True Realm?

Every clash between the two top-tier powerhouses annihilated vast swaths of chaotic void, reducing them to nothingness. Even creatures as notoriously resilient as the Evil Gods could hardly survive in such a void!

Some unlucky Evil Gods were caught in the shockwaves of their battle. In an instant, they turned to ash without even having time to scream, vanishing from the world.

Yet even so, neither Shen Fan nor Black Dragon Ancestor showed any intention of holding back.

As far as Shen Fan was concerned, he had already used True Realm Power to protect the Sacred Domain. He didn't care if the rest of the place got smashed to pieces; after all, it had already been tainted by the Evil Gods.

As for Black Dragon Ancestor, he was completely blinded by rage. In his haste to take Shen Fan down, he had become reckless, heedless of the consequences.

But with the way he was fighting, even if he really did suppress Shen Fan in the end, the entire eastern Sea of Chaos would be reduced to ruins—perhaps even a forbidden zone devoid of life!

The Evil Gods who couldn't escape the battlefield in time would all become collateral damage!

Even someone with Black Dragon Ancestor's status would inevitably face the other Dragon Ancestors' reproach for paying such a price.

After all, the eastern Sea of Chaos was still home to billions of the other Dragon Ancestors' followers!

Fortunately, Evil God bloodlines had a peculiar trait. Whenever followers belonging to the other Dragon Ancestors died, those Dragon Ancestors could see the scene of their deaths. Enraged, they began contacting