"Not enough," Xu Zimo said calmly.
"Only some people have died. As long as your God Race still has hope of rising again, then this price is not too great."
"Whoever stands against me, I will see them crushed to powder, their entire race wiped out."
As Xu Zimo's words fell, Overlord Shadow in his hand was drawn and slashed forward once more.
The astonishing force was like a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning tsunami.
Blade shadows layered upon one another, their momentum overwhelming.
The God Emperor's expression shifted slightly.
At this moment, he no longer wanted to fight.
He tore open the nearby void and actually tried to flee.
The God Emperor was already immensely powerful. He believed that if he wanted to leave, Xu Zimo could not keep him behind.
As long as he remained alive, there would still be hope for everything.
But Xu Zimo clearly would not give him that chance.
Xu Zimo began chanting the Three Lives Scripture.
This time, he no longer held back.
He awakened the consciousness of nearly every living being.
Within the God Emperor's body, more and more voices began to ring out.
"Ahhh..."
"You deserve to die! Your God Race is the sinner of the entire Kunxu Domain."
"You slaughtered so many living beings. You must all pay with your lives."
Countless voices echoed within the God Emperor's mind.
It was as though countless voices were ringing through his blood, his sinews and bones, his flesh and skin, even his soul.
For a time, the God Emperor felt an excruciating pain in his head.
This pain was even harder to suppress.
Because it came from the inside out, from his flesh to his soul.
The God Emperor clutched his head and rolled about endlessly through the void.
At this moment, his hair hung