At the same time, inside the majestic hall of the God Realm Committee.
The five divine pillars, once solemn and imposing, wreathed in all manner of sacred halos, were now giving off uneasy hums.
The Five Great God Kings sat on their respective divine thrones, and the atmosphere in the hall was so heavy that water could have been wrung from it.
The God of Destruction toyed with a purplish-black orb of condensed Destruction Divine Thunder. Yet the usually savage divine thunder now lay in his palm like a frightened little quail, so docile that it dared not release even a spark.
"These three..."
The God of Destruction swallowed, his throat bobbing.
His red, glowing eyes beneath his cloak remained fixed on the young man carrying a Black Ruler on his back and the man holding a scepter in the sky screen.
"They're beyond absurd."
"That young man who plays with fire-the laws of flame within him are even purer and more overbearing than my will of destruction."
Even the God of Destruction's voice trembled.
He had always believed that the law of destruction was the most violent power in the universe.
But when he saw Xiao Yan break through the void and emerge with a sea of multicolored flames filling the sky, he could clearly sense that those flames could burn not only matter, but even space and laws into nothingness.
That was true destruction!
Beside him, the Goddess of Life was also pale, her slender, jade-like hands tightly wrung together.
She watched the three figures in the image, sensing the vast, oceanlike origins of life within them, her eyes filled with awe.
"It isn't just the flames."
The Goddess of Life parted her crimson lips, her voice sounding somewhat ethereal and weak.
"That Martial Ancestor holding the scepter-the