The [Light Palace] that had been sent flying in the air was like a floating balloon, slowly descending to the ground.

    "Wu ah..."

    Little  Nine struggled, carrying Ye Qingyu and Light Silver, landing on the stone foundation of the [Light Palace].

    Because there was Ye Qingyu, they did not receive the obstruction of that gentle power, and leaped through.

    In the skies.

    There was demon mist being born, a silver flame flickering.

    A black mist-like ink was violently roiling. It gradually appeared in the midst of that stream of chaos.

    There was another cut off candle that had a faint red spark at the very top. It also appeared, floating in the air.

    It was namely that black demon pool figure as well as that white candle.

    Those two Fiendgods from the other domains had evidently been injured but had not yet died.

    But this was normal after thinking it over. In the past, they had once escaped with a spark of their lives from the hands of that War God, and were able to rekindle their ashes. They had been able to preserve themselves until now and caused another disturbance.

    Today, Ye Qingyu had exploded with a power that exceeded the early stages of the Heaven Ascension stage, blocking the summoning of their chants and curses. He had also struck a heavy...