"Is this what a Paragon is like?" The patriarch of the Four Divine Beasts Clan, more than a hundred elders, and countless clansmen watched the scene in terror. Their faces went pale, and despair filled their eyes.
"Is this the power of a Paragon?" Gaiseresen murmured in a daze, his face deathly pale. Only when they faced a Paragon themselves could divine-level experts truly understand how terrifying one was—and why a Paragon stood at the very pinnacle of the gods.
"Kill!" Hodan wore a cruel smile, his eyes cold. He raised his right hand, and the Zhengdu Blade appeared in it. He paid no heed to the many experts of the Four Divine Beasts Clan.
"Quick! Use soul attacks! Even a Paragon can't withstand so many soul attacks!" Gaiseresen roared.
At once, the patriarch and the elders shifted their targets. Countless transparent attacks of every kind shot toward Hodan like lightning.
If they didn't, Hodan would slaughter them unchecked. In just a short while, he could wipe out the clan's mid- and lower-level experts. Then the Eight Great Clans would be free to join the fight, and the Four Divine Beasts Clan would never withstand the combined assault of so many experts—especially when most of them didn't hesitate to use Sovereign's Might.
The experts of the Eight Great Clans were happy to sit back and watch. Hodan had ordered them to surround Tianji Mountain Range and ensure that not a single member of the Four Divine Beasts Clan escaped. They were also to preserve their strength as much as possible, so their clans would retain as many experts as they could.
After pursuing the Four Divine Beasts Clan for over ten thousand years, the Eight Great Clans had lost too many of their elites. With Hodan there, they had no