None of the divine moonrace were innocent; they had all partaken in the debauchery.

"You're already here, so why are you in a rush to leave? You have to at least leave a parting gift! We will take your life as a gift!"

It was time for the counterattack. The providence swords in the air became nightmares to the divine moonrace. They were too spread out and couldn't come to each other's aid. Now they were in Tianming's turf, and any time they emerged to harm people, Tianming would be able to target them.

"According to the Primordial God-Emperor, this is what a world god is. Perhaps I'm only a beginner world god. There's only one of me, but there’s countless other minor planar worlds...