"Faster. The Lord of Ultimate will soon realize something's wrong. He could come back at any moment."
Tang Changsheng said this to himself.
Fortunately, the Divine Kingdom's defenses had grown lax. Much of its strength had been sent to the lower world, and everyone's attention was focused there. The defenses within the Divine Kingdom had inevitably weakened.
More importantly, Tang Changsheng was no longer the man he had once been.
With the Laws under his control, he could be called half a step from Taiyi. At the very least, he was no weaker than someone at the perfected fifth level of Qi Refining—a being of the so-called Chief God tier.
So, under the cover of the Three Realms Mirror, Tang Changsheng reached the World Tree with little difficulty.
At that moment, the Lord of Ultimate stood among the Ruins of the Death Temple, his expression turning strange. "Fallen. My brother really has fallen! That's wonderful! But where's his Divine Core? Where are the Laws he controlled? What thief stole what belongs to me?"
The Lord of Ultimate flew into a rage and shouted. The entire Death Divine Kingdom trembled.
The Undead Creatures that had yet to leave the Divine Kingdom began to quake. The black Flames in their eye sockets flickered like candles in the wind, as though they might go out at any moment.
"Give back what's mine! Come out!"
The Lord of Ultimate screamed hysterically. Rays of light streamed from his body, dazzling in every color. Within them, countless tiny Elves appeared.
They truly looked like tiny Elves, brightly colored and brilliant, with wings on their backs as they fluttered up and down.
Apart from their colors, every one of them looked exactly like the Lord of Ultimate.
Their powers, however, were utterly different from his. No two