A new, separate space stretched out, boundless and desolate, with no sun, moon, or stars, no mountains or rivers.
Li Chungang swiftly withdrew his sword and stepped back, coming to a steady halt beside Qian Xunzong. His azure sword-path god king power lay quietly dormant as he said in a low voice:
"My lord, all five are god kings with deep reserves of power. Why not let me strike first and wear down their source power?"
Qian Xunzong raised a hand slightly. His tone was calm, yet it carried the absolute authority of one who looked down upon the heavens:
"No need. Today, I'll show these Five God Kings, who call themselves the rightful order of heaven, what true divine might and the true Great Dao are!"
As his words fell, Qian Xunzong slowly lifted his gaze and swept it across the Five God Kings before him. Their minds were shaken, their expressions grave.
He stood tall at the center of the chaos, his white robes untouched by even a speck of dust. Judgment blazed in his left eye, suppressing all evil and illusion. Boundless Creation filled his right, giving rise to worlds throughout the ages. The power of both gods flowed around him, vast as an endless sea of stars, enduring as time itself, inexhaustible and unceasing.
Facing five ancient powerhouses who had ruled the heavens for hundreds of millions of years and stood at the pinnacle of the Divine Realm, he showed neither concern nor strain. He was as calm as a man looking down at ants.
"I'll give you one chance."
"Join forces, all five of you, and give it everything you have."
"If you can so much as wound me and defeat me, I'll leave this plane at once."
"But if you lose to me—"
Divine