The Fifteenth Layer of the Tomb of the Gods lay silent year-round, deathly still through the ages.
This special space, cut off from the laws of all the heavens, had remained terrifyingly quiet for hundreds of millions of years. No wind howled, no spiritual energy surged. Only an ancient aura of cold desolation shrouded the entire world.
But at this moment, that deathly silence was utterly torn apart!
A terrifying pressure, born of the world's very source and towering above countless deities, erupted with a crash. It brutally ripped through layer upon layer of spatial barriers and instantly filled every inch of the Fifteenth Layer's void.
The folds of space twisted wildly, every floating fragment of law was annihilated, and the entire world was locked within a suffocating sense of despair.
In the void, Diyan's body abruptly froze.
He was an expert at the pinnacle of Highgods, with invincible peak Seven-Star Fiend combat strength. His mastery of laws surpassed that of every other member of the Human Race of his era, enough to let him roam unchallenged across the great divine planes.
Yet before this supreme pressure, he seemed completely encased in ice tens of thousands of feet thick.
His vast, surging divine power was locked firmly within his meridians, leaving him unable to mobilize even a fraction of it. Never mind fighting back-even the most basic actions, such as raising a hand, opening his eyes, or breathing, became unbearably heavy, pressing down until his bones faintly creaked.
Not only was his body sealed, but the very source of his divine soul trembled violently.
The mighty divine soul of a peak Seven-Star Fiend was now as fragile as thin ice, as though the other party could crush it completely with a single thought and reduce it to ash.
At that