The runes in the void shone with dazzling light, and the torn void behind the Rakshasa God actually showed signs of healing.
The gods in the Divine Realm were stunned.
How was this possible? Even if the Rakshasa God's god position was low and his strength unremarkable, he was still a god.
How could a mortal suppress him?
Earlier, they had seen the Rakshasa God pierce the mortal Soul Master's chest with one hand, only for that mortal to recover rapidly through some bizarre, unorthodox method.
The Rakshasa God must have held back out of concern for the Divine Realm's rules.
But now, this mortal Soul Master truly seemed uncanny. He could actually suppress the Rakshasa God.
If this man became a god... the gods' hearts tightened. He absolutely could not be allowed to live!
Meanwhile, the Rakshasa God, the subject of everyone's discussion, was anything but calm.
Damn it! What the hell was this?!
How could it contaminate divine power?!
As someone in the Divine Heart Realm, the Rakshasa God was no ordinary being. He could tell at a glance that these people could only suppress him by joining forces.
If he picked them off one by one, they would no longer pose any threat.
Hovering in the air, Nuomi Church Master exhaled a breath of stale air and willed something into motion.
Energy surged madly into their bodies. Blood-red cracks covered Against the Shadow and the other three, as well as Nuomi Church Master, like fissures in parched earth. Blood-red matter slowly seeped from those cracks-energy so concentrated that it had become tangible.
The Martial Soul Fusion Formation overhead dissolved into specks of starlight and vanished into the air.
"Explode!"
There was not a trace of fear in the four's eyes, only acceptance.
"Nothing but a little wind