Another icy voice rang out right after.
"But whether they can swallow this wedding gown we've sewn for them remains to be seen."
"Once the Sage King descends, every last one of you will face a reckoning."
There was no denying it-they had truly lost their composure.
They had fought for so long, lost countless Abyssal creatures, and devoured the plane's energy all this time.
Yet someone had been secretly skimming off their spoils all along.
These natives had played the sneaky bastards right under their noses for so long, and only now had they truly realized it.
Indeed.
The Demon Empress had now truly crossed the boundary separating mortals from gods.
Even without Godhood.
The essence of her life had already reached God Rank.
An ordinary Quasi-God would now struggle even to pose a genuine threat to her.
But just as everyone reeled from the power the Demon Empress had revealed.
The Abyssal Sage King's projection merely swept a cold glance over her.
The next instant.
Boom-!
There were no elaborate techniques, not even any obvious movement to strike.
Only a far more terrifying force pressing down from above.
The God Rank pressure the Demon Empress had just unleashed was instantly forced back by that even more terrifying power.
The surrounding space shook violently.
The Demon Empress's robes snapped in the wind.
The ground beneath her feet cracked in spreading rings.
Those still stunned by the Demon Empress's breakthrough felt their hearts sink again in an instant.
The gap remained, and it was vast.
Their pressure alone was on entirely different scales.
The Demon Empress herself, however, showed little surprise.
She had never intended to pit herself against the Abyssal Sage King right now.
Or rather, from the moment she had come here today, her true target had never