"Hmph, you wanted to leave quietly, yet you keep obstructing us. Die!"
Realizing they had already been exposed, Destruction Sword Youquan's sharp voice was bone-chillingly cold. He simply stopped hiding and launched an attack.
The black flames on the Destruction Sword in his hand condensed and compressed to their limit in an instant. A violent pressure spread out, forcing even the surrounding waves of fire to part. Its target was the foreign god in the sky. After a moment of silence, with a boom, a vicious flame pillar surged skyward with the force to shatter everything, unstoppable.
Condensed Breath Underworld God's eyes lit up, seeming to reveal a trace of appreciation.
"Oh? Heh heh heh heh, a mere lowly foreign demigod descended upon the main continent can actually summon such divine power. That is rather interesting. If you are willing to submit to the Underworld God's laws, it may not be impossible to grant you the supreme honor of becoming a god of the main continent."
As he spoke, one of the Underworld God's four arms—the one holding a longsword—pointed directly at Destruction Sword Youquan.
"By the supreme will of the Underworld God, I summon the power of the Condensed Breath Hope Law, guiding ignorant beings toward death."
The gray-black longsword gave off no excessive energy fluctuations, yet it radiated calm and lofty law power. At this moment, it seemed to have received the blessing of the entire Earth Vein World's rules and will. Against the vicious flame power of Destruction Sword Youquan, they stood like the point of a needle against the edge of an awl, utterly irreconcilable!
Green's shoulder flashed, and Little Eight appeared.
"Damn it, what's going on!?"
A vast amount of magic power condensed around Little Eight. Beneath Green's Face of Truth, his two-colored eyes flickered