Crushing Momentum

"Failures?"

Above the World Tree, which had already begun to show signs of withering, Ling Yun's divine body stood within a glow wrapped in the laws of life, like the creator of the Misty Dust Realm.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Visible ripples of life spread outward layer upon layer, filling the gods with intense unease.

Ling Yun's expression remained calm. A vortex of life slowly churned within his brow, exuding an aura that plundered the vitality of heaven and earth.

The refined vitality and core life force hidden within the extraterrestrial gods who had descended here, as well as the human True Gods, were all affected by the vortex of life in his brow.

Many ancient beings that had vanished into the river of time silently appeared in the void behind him, as though they were puppet gods refined by him.

As they gazed at him, everyone felt as if they were staring at the ultimate evil of heaven and earth.

"Thump! Thump-thump!"

Everyone's heartbeats accelerated. Their blood was permeated by his laws of life, and the meridians and crystalline bloodline chains within them became a tangled mess.

"If you were a victor, you wouldn't have appeared here."

Feeling the overwhelming pressure, as well as the changes within his body involving the blood essences of every race, Dong Tianze remained utterly fearless.

He said bluntly, "A true victor should still reign supreme over the Sea of Ghost Mist and be the god of the First Realm."

"Back then, you failed and perished. Now, in your struggle against Pang Jian, you have lost the Ruins Domain again."

"If you are not a failure, then who is?"

In this void where the spatial array had shattered, there was no way out. Either they died here and now, or they obliterated every invading god. There