The Divine King realm could be formed!
Yihao's divine body stood tall as he stepped upon the Temple of Fate that corresponded to him, his divine aura spreading outward like a tidal sea.
"Whoosh! Whooosh!"
That boundless divine aura carried not only the profound truths of fate, but also encompassed the secret essences of myriad gods' arts.
His divine aura, together with Luo Hongyan's aura of flowing light and darkness, clashed head-on within the Chaos Star River, where countless laws battled and collided.
Bang!
The void shattered in sheets, and solidified fragments of stars were ground to dust in the span of a breath.
World after world, woven from interlacing light and darkness, formed within Luo Hongyan's divine aura. Flames, icy streams of light, destruction, and annihilating intent filled them as well.
Yet before the surging impact of fate's torrent, those worlds of perfected Great Dao began to warp.
"The divine arts of fate have always stood above the many laws."
At this moment, Yihao was utterly unrestrained. He placed that silver-glowing eye above his head like a third divine eye, gazing coldly upon Luo Hongyan.
From the depths of the silver-glowing eye, the aura of the supreme will also drifted outward.
In the starry expanse between him and Luo Hongyan, light and shadow distorted. The gods and lifeforms condensed by the two of them were constantly being born, only to perish in an instant.
The laws of Divine Kings were unfathomably profound, and both of them wielded many divine arts, possessing the ability to create things in the blink of an eye.
The species they created fought and slaughtered one another, unleashing the innate power of their bloodlines until heaven and earth seemed to darken with carnage.
To Pang Jian, that river of stars between them was the greatest