At some point, a World Gate had opened above the Sea, and countless steel warships sailed through.
Boom, boom...
The warships fired their cannons and missiles at the shore as if ammunition cost nothing, pounding it without mercy.
Green mountains were blasted into bare plains. Countless flying dragons took to the air in panic, trailing flames as they tried to swoop down on the fleet.
But beneath a metal storm of bullets, they were soon riddled like sieves, their bodies falling from the sky.
"Damn it! So you've joined forces with those people. I should have known. I should have destroyed that cesspit of a world back then..."
For now, all he could do was hurl a few threats. There was nothing else he could do.
As he paused for a moment, countless tentacle-like branches sprang from the void like Ghost Monsters and reached for the Lord of Ultimate.
Confident as the Lord of Ultimate was, he had never imagined he could contend with a Taiyi Rank World Lord.
He wanted to call for help, but he knew the other deities in the Divine Kingdom must have their own hands full. No one could help him!
Indeed, the entire Divine Kingdom had fallen into a terrible calamity.
Tang Changsheng had quietly slipped into the World Tree's main body and finally broken its seal.
The Divine Kingdom had begun to change. One by one, the true bodies of the Purple Dusk Demons—whether they possessed Medium Divine Power or Greater Divine Power—were attacked where they hid in the innermost reaches of their Divine Temples.
Branches born from the void suddenly pierced through layer after layer of the temples' defensive restrictions and plunged into their bodies.
Like bloodsuckers, the branches steadily drained every last trace of their Divine Power, Laws, and all their