Almost everyone with any experience knew this clearly.
Back then, relying on strategy, the Spirit God Clan had brought down the Asura Clan, a race regarded as the strongest at the pinnacle of the universe.
Moreover, the Spirit God Clan had forcefully enslaved the Asura Clan. Using the Asura Clan's power, the Spirit God Clan had soared in a single leap, replacing the Asura Clan as the universe's number one race.
It was precisely because of this that the Spirit God Clan came to understand the benefits of enslaving other races. They began gradually making moves against the various major realms, and their strength grew ever greater.
Yet the Spirit God Clan's most terrifying power remained the Asura Clan.
It was simply unknown whose hands the Asura King of that era—a Dao Creation Stage Asura—had ultimately fallen into.
Clearly, he was in Ye Xiu's hands.
When Ye Xiu summoned this dull, emotionless Asura King, the Tribulation Heavenly God, Yan's expression could no longer remain calm.
After all, even an idiot knew what kind of power this was.
Ye Xiu did not waste words. He struck out, blasting toward the universe ahead.
He had not deliberately aimed at Yan, because there was no need for him to deliberately target Yan.
In merely an instant, when they looked again in the direction Ye Xiu had targeted, they saw that the universe there had already turned into nothingness.
Apart from the universe itself, every realm and living being within the starry sky had been wiped from existence.
And most of them had been lives of the Spirit God Clan.
Yet Ye Xiu showed not the slightest fluctuation, as though destroying the lives and realms of his own Spirit God Clan was nothing improper to him.
Yang Chen watched from the side, his eyes