When the Green Moon Empress launched her attack, Yan Zhe, the Eight-Faced God King, was floating within a dark cloud three thousand li from the edge of Tiger Island, coldly watching her every move. The instant that enormous devil's head appeared, even Yan Zhe's expression changed, and he retreated a long way.
"That crazy woman—what the hell has driven her mad? She actually dared use such an utterly inhuman move?" Yan Zhe shook his head repeatedly in incomprehension, muttering in a low voice to several trusted clansmen beside him, his tone filled with helplessness.
A Shinu, the God King of the Many-Armed Secret Devil Clan, had inexplicably been blasted to pieces by a terrifying attack. The many gods of the Miro Divine Cult, badly wounded in the Hell Arena, immediately submitted to Yan Zhe. Now, the Heavenly Temple and the Miro Divine Cult were practically one family. Yan Zhe was enjoying unprecedented and immense power, but for a reason he could not tell anyone, he had brought several trusted clansmen here.
The void around Tiger Island had fallen into a state of collapse because of that enormous black palm. Even Yan Zhe did not dare approach such chaotic, shattered space lightly. He could only hide far away within the dark clouds and observe the movements near Tiger Island, watching Lin Qi unleash countless forbidden spells and crazily attack the black palm that contained boundless power. The clash between the two sides was so violent that even Yan Zhe felt waves of fear.
"Human. A human of pure bloodline!" Yan Zhe kept muttering under his breath. "But that's impossible. When we established the system of laws of faith, we exterminated every human cultivation inheritance. What they cultivate are the battle qi and magic we taught them. East or West, it's all