God of Twilight

The flames of war gradually died away.

At the center of the battlefield lay the place where the fiercest fighting had once erupted. The divine descent avatar and several servant god corpses had fallen here.

Tall, burly divine bodies lay sprawled in the mud, golden divine blood flowing all over the ground.

The armor worn by the servant gods was already covered in scars, and within those scars lingered the power of laws Li Yi had left behind during battle.

These powers of law had utterly slain the servant gods' divine bodies—utterly. Even their golden divine blood had lost its proper divinity and its lofty value.

Two enormous heads also lay on the ground. Their golden hair remained brilliant; even though they had died in battle and their heads had been severed, it was still difficult to conceal the dignity and majesty they had once possessed.

A figure sat atop one of those heads: Great Xia's founding ancestor, Li Yi.

Li Yi sat without the slightest concern for appearances atop a servant god's head. This servant god had been the last to die.

Its soul was still trapped within that head. Li Yi had bound the head with the power of laws, and the servant god's soul would make excellent material.

Its divine spark fragment had also been dug from its heart and stuffed by Li Yi into its head.

The servant god's soul was trapped inside its head, its eyes still moving as it stared fixedly at Li Yi sitting on its forehead. Countless venomous curses echoed through its soul.

Yet not a trace of those curses could escape. Everything was suppressed beneath Li Yi's backside.

A general clad in heavy armor strode through this battlefield with weighty steps.

He was immensely powerful, and the pressure radiating from him