Chen Yang was clearly truly enraged this time. Even after crushing Wu Chang's manifested body, he showed no intention of stopping.
Moreover, while tormenting Wu Chang's spirit body, he directly and brutally extracted the divine power it had accumulated over countless years and took it for himself.
Such a method was no different from smashing bones to suck out the marrow. The immense agony made even an ancient existence like Wu Chang let out repeated muffled roars.
Throughout it all, Chen Yang did not say a single word, merely ruthlessly drawing out the divine power within Wu Chang.
Only after replenishing every shred of divine power he had expended in wielding the True God Authority did he finally stop.
By then, Wu Chang's spirit body above the Divine Mausoleum had become dim and lusterless. It had only its last breath left before truly vanishing into ashes.
"My Lord Palace Master... this little god... knows his sin..."
Hearing that feeble Thought Transmission, the fury in Chen Yang's heart finally subsided somewhat.
He then used the Authority in his hand to send a trace of radiant power from the Bright Mirror to the Divine Mausoleum area, preserving the life of Wu Chang, who was already on the verge of death and had nearly been drained dry by him on the spot.
The fact that it had managed to reclaim its fate today was also thanks to its mind remaining clear. It had not become so swollen with arrogance after attaining the middle realm that it truly believed it could challenge Lord Divine Lord's authority.
Having endured this great calamity of divine punishment, Wu Chang now understood that Chen Yang had truly harbored killing intent toward it just moments ago.
Throughout the entire process of judgment and punishment, so long as it dared