The moment the Asura Demon God appeared, Zhao Xiaoxiang instead calmed down. Even her gaze turned a merciless silver-white in that instant, like a mirror reflecting heaven and earth, reflecting all living beings.
At this moment, even the fun-seeking players who were immortal and indestructible within the game could not help but feel an intense reverence upon seeing such an Evil Emperor. Even knowing that she, too, was a player, they still could not help it.
Indeed, today's Cosmic Federation had achieved a certain kind of equality, but the strong themselves were worthy of reverence.
Though online, everyone freely discussed the supreme powerhouses, even daring to joke about them and make memes, when they truly felt the Momentum of a supreme being, they suddenly realized the gap between them on the level of life itself.
Time seemed to freeze in that instant. Within the blood-gold radiance, that Gods and Devils-like figure seemed to become eternal.
Then Zhao Xiaoxiang pointed, and the Asura Demon God swung its eight Asura blades, crashing into the Heavenly River that had transformed into a divine bridge.
Boom! Bzzzzz!
An unprecedented explosion erupted. In that instant, this corner of heaven and earth seemed to return to chaos. Even the leaders of the righteous and demonic factions, who had already retreated a great distance, were left dazed and dizzy, unable to see clearly.
Farther away, whether they were the rank-and-file of the righteous and demonic factions or players who had come to watch the spectacle, all of them lost every sensation in an instant. All they saw was a vast expanse of white, while their ears rang incessantly; blood streamed uncontrollably from their ears, the corners of their eyes, and their noses.
The aftershock alone was already like this—how horrific must the center of the explosion have