Meanwhile, within the Hell Arena, the gods of the Church and the Miro Divine Cult were glaring furiously at Yan Zhe and the others. Among the gods of the Heavenly Temple, those who were not of the Spirit God Clan had also retreated nervously far away, not daring to approach Yan Zhe and the other Spirit God Clan gods in the slightest.
Everyone had heard the voice that rang out within the Hell Arena. They had all seen the savage altars rising from the ground, and they had all felt the power of laws surging through the Hell Arena. The power of laws flowing through the arena was tens of millions of times stronger than their own strength, suppressing every god until their faces lost color, leaving them unable to utter a single word.
Yet every god was cursing inwardly. Not only the gods of the other divine clans and pantheons—even the gods of the Spirit God Clan itself were loudly cursing Yan Zhe as a colossal bastard! This fellow had actually set such a rule? Only after wiping out all gods of the other divine clans could the gods of the Spirit God Clan leave this bizarre arena?
Was this meant to catch every god not belonging to the Spirit God Clan in one net? Was this a vicious scheme by the Spirit God Clan to monopolize the faith of the Heavenly Temple? Was this Yan Zhe's poisonous plan to take the chance to purge dissidents, cripple enemies, and weaken allies?
The gods who believed Yan Zhe had set them up naturally cursed his ancestors for eighteen generations. As for the Spirit God Clan gods, they were furious at Yan Zhe's stupidity and lack of wisdom—if you wanted to purge the gods of the other pantheons within the Heavenly