Though the Golden Dragon was bound by countless chains, its expression did not change in the slightest. It utterly disdained the methods this world had unleashed, as well as the power of those Nation-Guarding Artifacts—they truly were pitifully weak.
Roar!
The Golden Dragon let out an ancient, vigorous dragon roar and suddenly spread its golden wings. A dazzling wave of golden light spread outward, sweeping across heaven and earth as it instantly streaked through the sky. Clang, clang, clang... Countless iron chains shattered completely. Bang, bang, bang... Countless Nation-Guarding Artifacts were struck, letting out mournful cries.
Countless people's expressions changed drastically. They had never imagined that, with so many people and so many Nation-Guarding Artifacts, they still could not withstand the Dragon of Fate. Just what kind of existence was this Dragon of Fate, and why did it possess such terrifying power?
Boom!
Freed from its restraints, the immense power emanating from the Golden Dragon caused fate to gather even more frenziedly, surging into it like a tidal wave.
As fate gathered wildly, the golden light radiating from the Golden Dragon grew increasingly powerful. Zhao Fu's body within the pillar of golden light seemed to become translucent, his flesh and bones both shining with golden radiance, like a beautiful golden glazed statue.
"Still not enough! Since you came looking for death yourselves, I'll start with you!"
That cold voice, like the might of Heaven itself, rang out through the sky again. Countless people felt a chill run through their hearts, and their bodies suddenly sank as though ten thousand catties of boulders were weighing upon them. The air became incomparably stifling.
"Arghhh..."
The leaders of the Taoist School, Confucian School, Mohist School, Buddhist School, Holy See, Wizard Church, Islamic Church, Quranic Church, Manichaean Church...
Countless sect leaders had their bodies