In the Chaotic Void outside the Tomb of the Gods, even the Heaven and Earth Laws seemed exceptionally violent and chaotic.
Ten Midgods with powerful auras, together with a full hundred Lowgods, encircled Shiheng and his companions in layers like dark storm clouds, trapping them completely in the center.
Fierce God-level pressure swept wildly in every direction like a tsunami. Every aura carried the savagery and tyranny of slaughter, shaking the surrounding void until it twisted and collapsed. Even the Divine Crystal rubble floating in the void fractured inch by inch beneath that terrifying pressure, turning into the finest powder.
The power of the laws between heaven and earth had been stirred into utter disorder. The air seemed to have solidified into iron, so heavy that breathing became difficult. A tremendous battle capable of shaking the entire outer reaches of the Tomb of the Gods was already on the verge of erupting.
The native gods facing them had eyes filled with greed and contempt.
In their view, the Yulan Continent was merely a remote land born within a material plane. Even if it had produced a few God-level experts, they were nothing more than country bumpkins who had never seen the world.
A force of ten Midgods and a hundred Lowgods was enough to crush any group of the same level. They were certain of victory in this encirclement.
There was no probing, nor any unnecessary talk.
The leading Midgod's gaze turned cold, and he decisively ordered the attack.
The next moment, over a hundred Lowgods threw back their heads and howled together, simultaneously detonating their Soul Origin Power. Overwhelming Soul Attacks instantly took shape, becoming a black tsunami that blotted out the sky. With the savage might to tear souls apart and extinguish consciousness, it surged toward the party