As Cao De entered, he felt mountain-like gravity pressing down on him, trying to force him out of this space.
But with Cao De's current strength, this little pressure amounted to nothing.
He stamped hard on empty space, and the space around him shattered inch by inch.
An abyss as black as ink seeped dark matter, which coiled around Cao De.
It sought to corrode him until nothing remained.
Yet Cao De paid it no mind and let it eat away at him.
The corrosive power of the void did not harm Cao De in the slightest.
After taking several dozen more steps upward, Cao De arrived in the Divine Realm.
"This Divine Realm isn't all that beautiful. Why is it raining everywhere?" Cao De muttered, somewhat displeased.
He had once considered ascending to godhood himself, but after encountering the Rakshasa God and the Angel God, his attitude had changed.
This Divine Realm seemed rather ordinary, too.
"So they're surrounding me to kill me. Interesting." Cao De instantly sensed over a thousand divine presences converging on him.
He did not leave, but waited quietly.
The enemy outnumbers me, so the advantage is mine. This is a fight worth taking!
Golden rain poured down without pause, while purple thunder tore across the heavens.
It illuminated the weapons in the hands of over a thousand gods, their chilling edges gleaming.
These thousand-plus figures hovered in different positions, their weapons and clothing all different, but every one of them stared fixedly at the man standing in their midst with his hands behind his back.
"You wantonly slaughtered gods of the Divine Realm and broke through the barrier between the Divine Realm and the lower realm."
The voice boomed like a great bell, resounding across the sky with the majestic might of heaven and