Boom!
The Great Han swung the saber in his hand with all his strength, cleaving out an enormous blaze of light that seemed capable of splitting everything apart as it slashed toward Bing Shuangshuang with terrifying force.
Bing Shuangshuang directly drew an ice-colored longsword and swung it powerfully. A streak of sword light carrying bone-piercing chill slashed forth. The two attacks collided, transforming into a raging gale composed of saber qi and freezing currents.
The ground cracked apart, while the tables and chairs nearby shattered and were blown away.
The several gods paid no heed to this and hurriedly fled outside. Although they outnumbered the Ice God Faction, they knew that since the Ice God Alliance had lured them here, it surely had some terrifying method prepared. Thus, they still wanted to escape.
Just as they were about to rush out of the divine hall, a cloaked figure holding a sharp sword appeared at the entrance.
Upon seeing this person, the many gods turned pale, their bodies feeling as though they had fallen into an abyss. They had never imagined that the Pantheon of Myriad Gods' Divine Lord would appear here.
A cold smile rose at the corners of Zhao Fu's lips. He held the sword in his hand level, poured immense power into it, and swung it forcefully.
Boom!
A terrifying black sword light, carrying dreadful power, slashed toward the several gods rushing over and sent them flying.
Zhao Fu had long since controlled the civilians and soldiers here with devilish power, so there was no need to fear that such a huge commotion would leak out.
Of the original nine gods, three had now been poisoned and lay unconscious on the ground. The remaining six gods stood together, their expressions grim as they looked around.
Four Ice Gods