With a sizzle, a mass of lightning abruptly exploded, engulfing a hundred-mile radius of space. Within that small stretch of void were roughly two hundred thousand gods of the Heavenly Temple: one main god, twenty-seven High-Gods, 1,395 middle gods, and nearly two hundred thousand lowly divine servants. Two floating castles hovered in the air as well.
The lightning lasted only for the span of a finger snap. When it faded, that patch of void reappeared—spotlessly empty, without even a strand of hair left behind. Although the Heavenly Temple's divine servants had all shaved their heads smooth, those main gods and High-Gods had retained their bizarrely styled hair. Yet every god, including that main god, had been slaughtered clean, leaving behind not the slightest trace.
Mu Wei's body swayed. Having exhausted all her divine power, she plunged headfirst from the sky. She gave a few chuckles and casually took out over a dozen blank High-God-level divine souls, tossing them to Lin Qi. "Well done, Lin Qi. This teleportation divine formation is truly magnificent! These are your spoils of war. As for that main god's divine soul, I'll take it without ceremony!"
Smiling, Lin Qi accepted the High-God-level divine souls, their intelligence completely erased and left hollow and empty. Then he slapped a hand onto the ground and activated the divine formation. A beam of divine light shot into the heavens, and in the blink of an eye, every god of the War Divine Pantheon left the Undead Continent, which was covered in phantoms raised by countless black tentacles. The next instant, they had returned to the mountainous region in the north of the Dragon Mountain Empire.
Lin Qi stamped his foot. Under the approving gazes of the Temple of War's many gods, he shattered the divine formation that had been prepared