The heavens crumbled and the earth split.
The ground shook and mountains collapsed.
It was as though the entire world were falling apart.
The cracks across the sky lingered.
A golden fissure cleaved the God Gate in two.
The six eight-winged angels had their wings broken.
Hundreds of angels turned to ash.
With this strike.
The bearing of the Human Emperor was revealed beyond doubt.
Little White Tiger, Old Ninth, and Sikong Jian stood shoulder to shoulder.
Their auras surged, their chests heaved, and their fighting spirit soared.
"Hahahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
In their final moments, the mighty figures who had fallen to the ground looked at the shattered God Gate and laughed aloud.
"The next generation of our Dragon Kingdom is unrivaled!"
"We have worthy successors!"
"The youth of the Dragon Kingdom stand above the world!"
Eden and the Two-Headed Flood Dragon looked terrified.
One sword strike cleaved the God Gate.
One sword strike broke the angels' wings.
One sword strike drove back the false gods.
Were they even human anymore?
At this moment, Little White Tiger and Old Ninth deserved to rank among the very best in the mortal world.
"Why? Impossible!"
"How could you hurt us?"
The six eight-winged angels clutched their wounds and roared in disbelief.
They were gods who stood high above all.
They were beings revered by the Human Race.
Humans should have prostrated themselves at their feet, not raised swords against them.
"Roar!"
A furious roar came from within the God Gate.
The eye that looked down upon all living beings shattered.
Divine blood gushed out like floodwater through an opened sluice.
One of the twelve gods had been gravely wounded by a single sword strike.
Panic visibly spread through the Angel Legion, and its formation began to falter.
"Mortal... you dare!"
The god roared