Long Chen didn’t resist. This was the result that he wanted. The instant his will was suppressed by the god’s will, a power that had been slumbering within his soul for a long time was provoked. A supreme will exploded.

It was like a dragon had been provoked by an ant and finally opened its eyes. Some kind of force instantly erased the god’s will from Long Chen’s mind.

The elder controlling hundreds of altars wanted to say something, but his body suddenly exploded. Then the altars crumbled into dust, and the illusory images in Long Chen’s mind faded.

After the elder died, another figure appeared. It was a young man with shoulder-length hair. Divine light flowed within his mind, seeming to mimic the revolution of the cosmos.

If Dong Mingyu saw him, she would instantly recognize him to be the god worshipped by the Bloodkill Hall: the Killing God Enpuda.

Enpuda looked at the destroyed altars and frowned. He then formed a one-handed seal and space twisted,...