The upper reaches of the Seine River roiled as they poured into Lake Saint Grace, which had sunk a hundred meters. The surging waters gradually filled the lake, then followed the original riverbed, churning northward toward the sea. The Eye of the Void vanished without a trace. The surroundings were spotless and empty, with not a single clergyman in sight. Only Master Yin stood proudly suspended in the air, countless streams of swiftly flying smoke twisting around his body.
"While the gods remain absent, I am invincible!" Master Yin let out a sinister "Heh heh" laugh, then raised his head toward the place where the Eye of the Void had been and shouted softly, "You there—don't you want to kill me? Slumbering gods, do you not even have the courage to appear before me? Has your long sleep truly turned you completely into... lowly trash?"
The void was silent. The surroundings lay empty, without a soul in sight.
Master Yin gently shook his head and laughed mockingly at the sky. "Then the armies of the Eastern Continent are coming!"
"I don't think that's a good idea!" Lin Qi shook his head. "That fellow is provoking the gods! And he has openly revealed his connection to the Blood Qin Empire! This is absolutely not a good idea! Unless he is confident he can face the gods' combined siege, this is an exceptionally idiotic idea."
The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse sighed softly. "That is why we said Penglai can be unreliable when he does things! It is not Penglai himself who is the problem, but his split consciousnesses, his divided soul fragments! Does this fellow intend to provoke a joint siege from the divine camp?"
Lin Qi spread his hands and shrugged helplessly, then quietly gave Jiawu a few instructions.
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