How many years had it been?
How many years had it been since they had last fought?
In this world, the Human Race held sway, the Divine Dao remained hidden, and the underworld officials never emerged. Peace had reigned for far too long.
Even the deities and underworld officials of this world believed that the big shots in the Thirty-Three Heavens and the Underworld had forgotten this ordinary world.
They were all official functionaries with exceedingly long lifespans, and today, at last, something had changed in their long, tedious lives!
Two high gods had arranged a fight and called them over to lend support!
Fun on this scale might not come around once in ten million years!
Whatever happened, they had to show their stuff this time and give their muscles a proper stretch!
All the deities and underworld officials rubbed their fists and flexed their palms, quickening their steps in excitement as they converged on Little Mountain Peak.
Still atop Little Mountain Peak, the Three Sages looked at the deities and underworld officials packed as densely as dark clouds at its foot, and their expressions immediately soured.
Was this world's level of strength so low that a single Edict could summon so many earth gods and City Gods?
None of the Three Sages had anticipated this.
When the Three Sages appeared on the summit and looked down at the dark mass of deities and underworld officials, cheers like roaring mountains and surging seas erupted.
"High gods, who are we beating up? Just say the word!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I actually lived to see high gods!"
"Charge, charge, charge! Deities will never be slaves!"
The tone gradually veered off course, even slipping somewhat out of control.
And there was something that soured both Chen Changsheng's and Bai Feiyu's expressions.