Seeing that the Outer Planes had extended an invitation, Ling Qing was just about to take Liaofan, Zhang Yuanbai, and Orochimaru there.
But then, a divine light descended from each of Elysium, Heaven Mountain, and the Bottomless Abyss, sweeping up the three of them and carrying them down into the Prime Material Plane.
When Ling Qing moved to stop them, a beam of divine light shot forth from each of the seventeen major planes, seeking to suppress him.
"Hmph!" Ling Qing snorted coldly. Three swords and a phantom Sword Qi rose behind him, circling around him once before severing those divine lights.
When he turned to look again, Liaofan and the other two had already fallen into the Prime Material Plane and vanished.
At this sight, he fiercely urged his mana and let out a long roar that resounded through the world.
"Roar!!!"
His entire body merged with the Divine Domain circling around him, transforming into a Primordial Spirit Dragon tens of thousands of feet long.
The Four Immortal-Slaying Swords transformed into four dragon horns upon his head, radiating boundless killing intent as he charged toward the seventeen major planes.
"Insolence!!"
Countless voices rang out from the seventeen major planes, seemingly enraged by Ling Qing's actions.
Deities led the petitioners of their Divine Domains, joining with the creatures of every plane to form armies that charged at Ling Qing.
"Newborn God of Druids, you need to show your humility!"
Within a patch of void, several powerful deities silently watched the war about to unfold.
Olidammara, like a mass of dim spiritual light, spoke. "Everyone, I believe we ought to show this newborn God of Druids a measure of respect!"
"Respect? Talk about that once he makes it before us!" Cyric, God of Murder, said indifferently.
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