As the entire plane descended into even more frenzied slaughter, Chen Chu silently appeared more than two thousand kilometers above the battlefield. He stood tall with his halberd, his gaze indifferent as he overlooked the scene below.0

At the center of the explosion on the edge of the plane, nine streaks of silver light stretched across the heavens and earth, then merged into Chen Chu’s body one by one, dyeing nine strands of hair on his forehead silver.0

At the same time, the shattered forms of the two great demon kings reappeared, now with cracks on their bodies like pieced-together porcelain. Six golden-black halberd phantoms, each a thousand meters long, pierced through them from front to back, pinning them in place. Their storage equipment had already been taken away.0

Only a few moments had passed after Chen Chu unleashed his time-based divine ability. In that short span, he had already suppressed more than ten demon kings, spread across tens of thousands of kilometers, as well as two late-stage great demon kings. He was an unstoppable force that crushed everything in his path.0

Bathed in golden light from the sky, Chen Chu looked like an ancient deity...0