"How glorious, how utterly spectacular!" Penglai Island was showing off his literary flair, his words brimming with delight and excitement.
Dozens of small mountain ranges within Heavenly Temple Sacred Mountain were hurled into the sky by an invisible force. In that instant, the earth swelled like risen dough in an oven. Those minor ranges stretching hundreds of miles twisted bizarrely, then in the next moment split apart and shattered amid billowing black smoke, shooting straight into the heavens with terrifying thunderous booms.
A Shinu, over thirty thousand meters tall, roared as he burst from underground. Black smoke coiled around his entire body, while countless bolts of black lightning sprayed wildly in every direction from the black spear in his hand. Countless peaks were leveled, countless palaces and pavilions blasted into dust, and hundreds of millions of Heavenly Temple followers were wiped from existence amid black smoke and blazing light.
Then a seven-colored rainbow shot forth. Celestial Maiden Scattering Flowers fled out after A Shinu in miserable disarray, with a scorching black fireball a hundred miles across hot on her heels. Yan Zhe, the Eight-Faced Divine King, manifested within his true body as a phantom resembling one of the Many-Armed Secret Devil Clan—except it had only four arms and two heads with eight faces—sitting cross-legged upon a black lotus dais. Controlling a red divine sword that swept wildly through the sky, he charged out in a killing rush.
By then, Lin Qi had already fled Heavenly Temple Sacred Mountain at top speed. Behind him lay the chaotic Heavenly Temple camp. The gods of the Flower God Clan nervously withdrew from battle as quickly as they could, then hurriedly gathered together. They looked around in panic. Hostile, ill-intentioned gazes filled every direction, and everywhere they looked, they saw the suspicious eyes of