“Clank!” The perfect slash separated both the storm and the cicada into two halves.

Cicada Progenitor was at the immortal level so he was simply too strong. The two gods had no chance of stopping a single move.

Moreover, he just had perfect knowledge regarding the moves of his own system. That’s why the cicada and the storm were mere moths rushing towards their death.

Blood and corpses rained down from the sky, including the two gods.

The duo’s eyes were filled with despair and hatred along with tears as they were on the verge of death, never expecting to die to their progenitor. Their pride had become a butcher that...