The divine race had accumulated too much resentment from the great wilderness to modern day. Though Lu Yun had redressed their grievances, only time could erase their hurts. Their pain and anguish could not be resolved so simply.

No one knew what the divines had endured during all these eons. They’d protected the world and embers of civilization, but had also been scorned, cursed at, and even hunted down at the same time.

The Abyss of Divine Burial laid to rest the last of their glory and dignity with an ignoble whimper.

With the happenings in the world, their rage and suffering finally boiled over, becoming a most terrifying weapon in the hands of the chaos creatur...