A golden arc traced a graceful curve, bending in an unexpected direction as it whipped toward the sleeping god, whose navel bore a lotus. Rune Seals emerged across it, layer upon layer, like golden Shackles, pinning every innate aperture in that colossal Divine Body.
Seeing the God Beating Whip—which radiated an aura that made his heart pound—change targets, the four-faced, four-armed god didn't relax. Instead, all eight eyes shot out long beams of light. He could no longer wait for every bubble to be enlightened, and chose to detonate them outright, unleashing a storm of rays that would destroy everything and bury the enemy along with everything nearby.
He was the incarnation of the universe. Given enough time, he could drive at least part of its power, unleashing an apocalyptic storm equivalent to the collapse and destruction of countless galaxies. He could destroy the entire explored region of the universe, rendering Meng Qi's transformation to meet the wind, his True Spirit's escape, and Han Guang's reversal of time useless. They would be like little boats at sea in a tempest, capsized in an instant, with no hope of survival.
This was even more terrifying than the raw destructive power of a Legend in a similar universe!
To a Legend, each projection wielded power on the scale of a galaxy in its universe and world. The combined incarnations across myriad worlds, together with the inner universe, might equal all the power of a vast, boundless universe like this one. Apart from the fact that their essence was higher, beyond the universe, and that they could directly alter its rules by leveraging the Real Realm's special nature, their actual might fell somewhat short of that four-faced, four-armed god's. Of course, they could mobilize power faster than he could, with almost no preparation,