Rumble!
In the next instant, the sword ray of Nalant's Ninth Slash of Glory flashed past, dropping straight down from above the God of Sea Spirits' head.
Immediately after, if one looked down from high in the sky, one would see a terrifying sword-scar ravine spreading out from the banquet hall, finally stretching straight to the mountain range behind the temple.
And through the middle of that originally orderly mountain range, a ravine more than one meter wide and a hundred meters deep had been cleaved open.
As the rumbling faded into the distance, the smoke and dust gradually began to disperse, and the figure of the God of Sea Spirits finally appeared.
It had to be said, a god was still a god. Even facing the terrifying might of the Ninth Slash of Glory, his body had not been completely blasted apart.
Otherwise, if it had been any species below godhood, there probably would not be any intact flesh and blood left at this moment.
At this moment, the God of Sea Spirits stood motionless where he was, the expression on his face still frozen at the instant the Ninth Slash of Glory had come down, his eyes wide and filled with terror.
Pfft!
But just then, a sound came over.
Everyone fixed their eyes on him, only to see a line of blood appear down the middle of the God of Sea Spirits' originally intact body.
At first, that line of blood was like the instant a watermelon was split open, circling his entire body.
Two thuds rang out. That was the sound of the God of Sea Spirits' body splitting in two.
Silence. It was so quiet one could almost hear a needle drop. At this moment, above and below the damaged temple, there was only the