Besides that, from Yang San to Yang Shi, all High-End Command-Type Artificial Lifeforms were deployed.
Yang Fan's consciousness descended along the Divine Kingdom Coordinates, appearing at the outskirts of the opposing Divine Kingdom.
What met his eyes was an endless gray wasteland, with dense deathly qi blanketing heaven and earth.
And at the very instant Yang Fan's consciousness descended.
The distant sky and earth suddenly sank, as though the air had been drained away in an instant.
A massive phantom slowly condensed, its terrifying pressure sweeping across the entire wasteland like a tide.
It was an existence pieced together entirely from white bones, with no skin and no flesh. Its ghastly skeleton gleamed coldly amid the deathly qi.
A pulsating blood-red sphere was embedded in its chest, contracting and beating endlessly like a heart.
A broken crown sat slightly askew atop its head. It slowly took its seat upon an enormous bone throne, like a monarch who held death in his grasp.
At his side stood a row of equally peculiar beings.
They wore garments that had long since decayed yet still retained their former splendor, and traces of a bygone civilization could faintly be seen between their bones.
Ghostly blue flames burned quietly in their eye sockets. Like emotionless wraiths, they watched Yang Fan's group with icy stares.
At the same time, Yang Da, Yang San, and numerous other Artificial Lifeforms appeared beside Yang Fan.
The two sides faced each other across the void.
The air seemed frozen, and even the deathly qi came to a standstill at that moment.
"Human."
"Upon seeing this god—"
"Why do you not kneel?"
A sinister voice resounded through heaven and earth.
At that instant, Yang Fan even felt his mind tremble slightly.
But that was all.
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