Inside the Earth Palace.
Everyone here was an expert at killing Life Ghosts.
They were prepared for murder even before coming here.
But this...
How do you fight a god that seems alive!?
No one could provide an answer.
As fear fermented among the crowd.
The stone door behind them was tightly shut.
No matter how they pushed, there was no reaction.
"It's over... it's over..."
Tong Ran, the leader of the cultist class, ironically was the first to lose his fighting spirit.
As a Divine Cultist.
He was well aware of the divine power of gods.
The people in the special training class, even Fang Qingyu, in front of the gods.
Were merely mayflies before the vast sky.
But before he could continue stirring panic amongst the people.
Slap——
A crisp slap rang through the crowd.
Everyone turned their heads simultaneously.
"Trash."
Fang Qingyu stared at Tong Ran expressionlessly.
Seeing him still confused.
Without waiting for him to speak, another slap landed.
Slap——
