The Temple of the Gods had finally appeared. With the door of the temple now open, the radiant glory of the gods was on full display.

In Su Chen’s eyes, however, this was a poor show.

Yes, poor.

Given how powerful the gods were supposed to be, it would have been more fitting for each of them to possess a temple.

The fact that they were all sharing one was a testament to how destitute they were.

Being trapped in Kun’s territory was likely quite suffocating for them.

Su Chen’s strategy was completely correct. The gods were indeed the weakest in this location.

As the temple opened, a brilliant golden light began to spill forth.

A god dressed from head to toe in golden armor stepped forth.

“Bloodbat!”

The god roared, his voice like the sound of many waters as he charged forwards, descending to the battlefield.

“Augusta. I didn’t think that you were still alive,” the Blood Ancestor sighed.

“This is?” Su Chen asked.

“The God of War, Augusta. My former master,” the Blood Ancestor replied.

Even the powerful leader of the Origin Beasts was no more than one of the gods’ pets.

“What will you do now?” Su Chen asked.

The Blood Ancestor chuckled....