Since it's bone, let's refine it

Eight world-destroying auras erupted simultaneously within the underground space.

This was not merely a stacking of energy, but a collision of eight utterly different powers of law.

The corrosion of vines, the extinction of flames, the nothingness of shadows, the death of white bones, the plunder of blood, the chaos of time, the crystallization of order, and supreme illusion.

The crystal rock walls throughout the underground space began to collapse madly.

Dense black cracks spread through the air, as though the entire space could shatter completely at any moment.

Monk Huineng had stopped chanting long ago.

His eyes rolled back as he lay stiffly on the ground, playing dead.

This level of pressure—even the slightest leak of it—would be enough to send him, an Asura battle monk, into nirvana ten times over.

The Sword of Light and Shadow slipped from Elvira's hand with a clang.

She clutched her head in both hands, her body trembling violently.

This was the instinctive fear living creatures felt toward apex predators.

The eight monarchs, Lilith excluded, were all in a state of utter chaos and fury.

They were the rulers of the abyss, the nightmares of countless planes.

They had always been the ones summoning Believers. Since when had a human forcibly dragged them here as if summoning pets?

"This is a trap!"

"Kill him! Tear him apart!"

"Whoever he is, he must pay the price!"

Margo's flames ignited once more, Orpheus's figure began to blur into nothingness, and Aeon's timeline leaped wildly.

They tried to resist.

They tried to erase this human who dared offend the majesty of monarchs by the cruelest means possible.

Lin Mu stood at the center of the storm.

He looked at the clawing, snarling monsters before him without the slightest change in expression.

There was even a trace