The Dragon Trod the Netherworld, Two Fiends Sacrificed Their Lives, Might Swept Ten Thousand Miles Like a Tiger

Rumble!!!

A tremendous blast shook the Pyramid's fourth floor, like the first divine thunder exploding at the creation of heaven and earth.

Terrifying sound waves became tangible ripples, frantically tearing at the surrounding void.

The already dim, oppressive world now churned with chaos aura. Dust blotted out the sun, as though the apocalypse had arrived.

At the heart of that destructive storm, violent shock waves swept outward like raging ocean breakers.

They scraped a full three feet off the black ground, which was as hard as divine iron.

The frozen earth buried beneath it for hundreds of millions of years lay exposed.

Under the impact of this world-annihilating force, two mountain-sized figures let out agonized grunts.

The Hellhound and the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine were like two kites with severed strings.

Before that irresistible power, they were hurled backward helplessly.

Their indestructible God Venerable bodies seemed so fragile now.

They traced two miserable arcs through the air, smashing several floating meteors along the way.

They slammed into the distant ruins, sending dust billowing into the sky.

"Pfft!"

All three of the Hellhound's heads spat black divine blood. The instant it struck the ground, it corroded the rocks into nothingness.

Its chest caved in, the cracking of its bones clearly audible, and its aura weakened at once.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Vine was equally wretched.

More than half of its countless vines, which had once blotted out the sky, had snapped, dark green sap flowing from their severed ends.

Its main trunk was covered in horrifying cracks, as though it might crumble at any moment.

Only after a long while did the dust slowly disperse.

When everyone's gaze returned to the center of the battlefield, their breathing stopped.

High above, a figure in robes whiter than snow still stood with his hands behind