The two-winged wingfolk transformed from a twelve-winged archangel wrapped his arms around the terrified god and brazenly detonated his energy core. A beam of white light shot into the sky, and the surrounding gods, along with Lin Puxi, Miao Xiangtian, and the others, fled in all directions at top speed. But the archangel statues above the arena simultaneously unleashed dazzling golden light. The gravity and air resistance within the arena abruptly increased by tens of thousands of times.
These greatly weakened gods let out despairing howls. No matter how hard they struggled, they could only flee sluggishly in all directions like old women with broken legs. Then the twelve-winged archangel's self-destruction erupted with a thunderous blast. Blinding white light and devastating heat swallowed them all.
Only Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian shot far away like wisps of green smoke. They turned back in horror and saw countless wingfolk hurling themselves into the spreading ball of destructive white light like moths rushing into a flame. Explosions rang out one after another. From two-winged wingfolk to ten-winged wingfolk, no one knew how many were blown to pieces within that white radiance.
"Th-this... what is going on?!" Lin Puxi and Miao Xiangtian were on the verge of madness.
After exhausting all their efforts, they had finally released the first god of the Many-Armed Secret Devil Clan they had encountered. Led by that god, they had climbed toward the summit of Heaven Mountain, releasing more than twenty gods bound by Heaven Mountain's magical traps along the way, before fighting their way here.
But it seemed they had walked right into a trap. The moment they entered this dimensional space, they were imprisoned within a massive arena clearly condensed entirely from the energy of laws, and then an endless swarm of wingfolk charged in to