Amid a cataclysmic explosion, all five God Lords were slain!
Yet because of the deaths of those five God Lords, this stretch of void had become utterly fractured.
Dense spatial cracks stretched across hundreds of thousands of light-years, while shattered fragments of territories floated everywhere in the sky...
It was like billions of stars had exploded into meteor fragments that drifted through the void, creating a scene of overwhelming visual impact.
At that moment, the Southern Region prodigies and the other assassins who had been fighting all stopped what they were doing.
With faces full of shock—even terror—they stared at the man standing amid that chaotic region!
Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief!
Who could have imagined that this battle would end like this?
Five God Lords besieging a Chaos Lord sounded like five aircraft carriers surrounding a drone.
Yet what was even more shocking was that the drone had destroyed all five aircraft carriers...
Everyone fell into a brief silence.
Zhou Lin opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something, but ultimately closed it again.
Bakkar murmured, "He got stronger again..."
A sword-wielding prodigy beside him nodded heavily. "Yeah. He is even more absurdly powerful than before his secluded cultivation."
"Slaying God Lords as easily as slaughtering chickens... Is that really something a Chaos Lord can do?"
The prodigies all fell silent, because no one could answer that question.
Even Roland, who was dueling Ten Thousand Poisons Granny in the distance, briefly lost focus.
From Han Xing's outburst, he could already tell that the gap between himself and that man had grown even wider...
Roland muttered, "Does this guy really have no bottleneck when it comes to getting stronger?"
"Why is it that no matter how hard I work, I still can't catch up to him?"
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