"Today is the day the Four Divine Beasts Clan is destroyed!" Hodan's icy voice rang throughout Tianji Mountain Range.
"Haha! With you here, Hodan, even if the Four Divine Beasts Clan had a Paragon of its own, they still wouldn't be saved!" Renars, patriarch of the Hodan clan, burst out laughing.
After more than ten thousand years of oppression and countless years of accumulated hatred, it was finally about to vanish. The thought made his whole body feel lighter, as if his fused Mysteries had been stirred. He knew it was only an illusion, but everyone from the Eight Great Clans felt the same way.
They knew that after today, they would no longer have to live in hatred and could pursue their own lives. Their safety would also finally be guaranteed.
No god would provoke a clan with a Paragon. If you provoked a Chief Sovereign, as long as you were strong enough, you could flee to a Material Plane and live in peace—as long as it wasn't a Material Plane belonging to a Chief Sovereign. But if you provoked a Paragon, there would be nowhere in heaven or earth to hide.
Even more despairing than provoking one Paragon was provoking two. If one Paragon merely inspired dread, then two could truly drive people to despair. Even those Paragons would never provoke Hodan's clan without good reason. Now no one but the Chief Sovereigns would dare touch the Eight Great Clans. But the Chief Sovereigns... why would they lower themselves to attack a clan out of boredom?
"Lord Beirut, please, save our Four Divine Beasts Clan." Gaiseresen, patriarch of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, knelt on the ground and begged Beirut desperately. For the sake of his clan's survival, he no longer cared about his pride. The other patriarchs,