"Are you kidding? It's only a corpse—how can it be this terrifying? Even an invincible Saint can't withstand it? Regressed into an infant in an instant?"
The Saints of the many divine beast races were all dumbfounded at this sight, hardly daring to believe their own eyes.
Normally, invincible Saints were already considered the strongest forms of life in the universe. Nearly unmatched, they had comprehended the laws of life and death and were existences that no one could kill.
Yet merely being swept by a stray glimmer from this divine corpse had reduced the mighty Abyss King to such a state. They could not help but feel fear rise from the depths of their hearts.
Even Saints were like ants before gods.
"This is no ordinary corpse. It is the remains of a god. Even the slightest wisp of power leaking from it is more than we can endure. We absolutely cannot confront it head-on."
"What do we do now? This corpse seems incredibly fast too. If it closes in on us, all of us Saints may die without even the strength to resist."
The Saints were panic-stricken. This was the first time they had encountered such utter helplessness. No matter what they did, it was futile; the gap between the two sides was simply too vast.
"Right, Samuel, the Lord of Dragon God Palace! I heard that he saw gods during the previous cosmic era. He should know how to deal with this divine corpse."
A Qilin Race Saint suddenly recalled this.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At once, countless Saints turned their gazes toward Samuel, the Lord of Dragon God Palace.
"Damn it, where is Lord Samuel? Where did he go?"
A Dragon Race Saint was utterly bewildered. It searched everywhere, yet could not find Samuel, the Lord of