Rumble!
Without the slightest hesitation, battle erupted at a touch, and the three gods stepped forward shoulder to shoulder.
At that moment, divine might was a prison, killing intent an ocean, sweeping in every direction with unbridled dominance. Swathes of trees turned to dust. Nothing could survive that terrifying, invisible murderous will; everything ceased to exist.
Rumble!
Murderous aura surged into the heavens, divine will split the sky, and blazing light joined with the dark clouds overhead before abruptly shattering them.
Vast divine power intertwined, its high quality pressing upon everyone's nerves.
These seven gods who descended to the lower realm were all beings from the Little Pagoda's memories, figures engraved in the history of the past.
Although the Little Pagoda had not accompanied Shi Hao in confronting the seven gods, he had deliberately looked back into the "past" and witnessed Shi Hao's experiences.
Seeing Shi Hao fight all seven gods alone, in such misery and such a brutal battle, had made him weep despite himself, leaving a deep impression.
He also felt some regret. Had he known, he would not have gone to the Gate of Origin so early.
But he also understood that without sufficient ordeals, how could an unprecedented, peerless Heavenly Emperor, the sole arbiter of eternity, ever emerge?
The winged skeletal god strode swiftly, seemingly transforming into a beam of light. With incredible speed, he appeared before Dragon-Role Passerby, one of the five, reached out, clasped the man's head with five flawless fingers, and gave it a violent twist.
"No!"
Crack!
In an instant, poor Dragon-Role Passerby was killed without even leaving behind his name. His neck twisted five hundred and forty degrees, forcibly "turning his head" to stare straight at Ye Fan.
His neck had been wrung into a twisted rope, blood ran from all