God Realm.
"Pfft..."
"Cough, cough..."
All fourteen main gods lay in pools of blood, gravely wounded and on the verge of death, without even the strength to mobilize their divine power.
The Asura God's strength was simply too terrifying. Even when fourteen first-class deities joined forces, they had been swiftly defeated, unable to contend against a realm beyond that of a God King.
The Asura God slowly raised the Asura Magic Sword. Golden-red sword radiance gathered once more along its blade, while the Dragon God's roar faintly echoed from within the edge. The entire God Realm began to tremble beneath this power.
Wind swept across the wounded gods scattered over the ground, leaving only the sound of the Asura God's footsteps shattering space. Looking at the deities lying before him, he spoke in a mocking yet domineering voice:
"Ha ha, now, no one in the God Realm can stop my advance. I, Asura, shall be the ruler of the entire God Realm!!!"
With a casual raise of his hand, terrifying divine power churned the heavens of the God Realm. The Asura God stepped through bloodstains left by the wounded gods, and his wild aura, towering above all God Kings, pressed down so heavily that even the sea of clouds froze, not daring to drift. The gods all wore expressions of despair...
"Heh heh, what a fine show put on by a bunch of ants..."
At that moment, a mocking voice as weighty as the creation of heaven and earth erupted without warning. It seeped through every crack in space, filling every corner of the God Realm in an instant—deep as chaos that had slumbered for countless ages, yet tyrannical enough to crush all transgression.
The voice was not deliberately raised, yet every word made the gods' divine cores tremble.