Before the tens of thousands of golden figures stood a man in a golden robe, astride a golden warhorse and holding a golden saber.
A golden helmet rested atop his head, radiating a brilliant, growing glow.
His gaze was like an eagle's, while his warhorse whinnied.
The heavens above had been claimed by gold.
The ten thousand golden-robed figures behind him also exuded a sky-piercing might that suppressed everything.
"So you still came after all," the golden figure said calmly.
"Who are you?" Xu Zimo asked.
"He is the Sacred Hall's God of War," Great Emperor Funniu said from the side.
"It seems your presence is quite something, to have even the God of War and the Myriad Gods Army dispatched."
"So you were waiting for me here," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Submit without resistance and come with us to see the Sacred Ancestor. You may be spared," the God of War said.
His voice contained dense spiritual energy, its echoes spreading throughout the entire west.
The ten thousand soldiers of the Myriad Gods Army behind him also roared.
The entire sky boiled over.
"I'm leaving now. Remember what I said," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
He looked toward Lin Yunhen and Xia Wanqing, giving them a slight wave.
Then he turned his gaze to the God of War and said, "We'll meet again one day, but I won't play with you today."
"Take him down!" the God of War shouted.
With a thunderous rumble, tens of thousands of Myriad Gods Army soldiers charged wildly toward Xu Zimo.
Their footsteps were perfectly synchronized, booming loud enough to shake heaven and earth.
Xu Zimo chuckled and gripped Overlord Shadow.
Dragging his saber forward, he sparked a dazzling trail of fire where Overlord Shadow scraped against the void.
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