Three figures stepped out of the rift.
Three demigods!
They wore full suits of dark-gold armor and divine helmets, with only a narrow slit in each faceplate letting golden light shine through.
The instant they landed, a ripple erupted around the three of them and swept outward.
The four phantoms of laws behind Lin Feng flickered violently before being forcibly suppressed back into his body.
Chunks of crumbling rock hung suspended in midair, freed from gravity. Even the force that healed spatial rifts had been erased.
Divine Power Suppression Field.
The Higher-Dimensional God Clan's core combat technique.
Once the field unfolded, every conventional law in this universe was suppressed.
The divine general in the center lowered his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over the pile of the Asura Ancestor's ashes on the ground.
"Useless."
The divine general's voice was dry and cold, laced with absolute arrogance. "Couldn't even eliminate a fourth-rank lower-dimensional creature. What a waste of a Royal Beacon."
He raised his right hand, golden electricity dancing in his palm.
"Eliminate him. Seize this body and establish a temporary Divine Kingdom outpost."
His fingers curled slightly.
Boom!
Three bolts of golden divine lightning appeared out of nowhere and struck straight at Lin Feng's head.
Where the lightning passed, even the air was annihilated into nothingness.
Yet the instant the golden divine lightning descended, a dark-gold sheen surfaced over Lin Feng's body.
[Demigod Barrier]!
Crackle!
The golden divine lightning struck the membrane of light without raising so much as a spark, forcibly deflected away.
Lin Feng stood where he was, holding his halberd in one hand, and brushed the hem of his clothes.
All three divine generals froze at once.
"Hmm?"
Suspicion flashed in the central general's eyes. "A divine defense?"
In that brief instant of uncertainty, Lin Feng moved.