The battle outside the Divine Palace hadn't stopped.
The giant figure's appearance only gave the Great Sage and the others a moment to catch their breath. Afterwards, the God Race experts continued their onslaught.
No matter how terrifying the giant figure was, they only had one mission in mind:
Capture all of the enemies!
As for the giant figure, they knew full well that they didn't need to worry about it. The God King of Destruction would deal with it on his own.
"Stop them!"
When they saw Ye Zichen's injuries, the Great Sage and the others' eyes reddened.
However, they knew full well that they had the God of Life with them. So long as Ye Zichen could get Su Yan's help, he'd be fine.
What they needed to do was to block these hindrances from the Outer-Realm God Clan.
They'd never spoken to each other before, but now they'd reached some sort of tacit understanding. Su Yiyun didn't slow down at all. He carried Ye Zichen to Su Yan in the shortest time possible, then left the pursuers to the Great Sage and the others.
"Lil 'Yan, hurry ….."
Ye Zichen's aura was already growing weak. Su Yiyun knit his brows and placed Ye Zichen in front of Su Yan, his eyes brimming with urgency.
In his desperation, he hadn't even noticed how he'd addressed Su Yan.
If this was any other time, Su Yan would've noticed the way Su Yiyun addressed her. However, the situation was dire. Ye Zichen's chest had been pierced through, and all his blood vessels had been severed.
Even though Su Yiyun had sealed his blood vessels along the way, fresh blood continued to gush out of him.
"I'll seal his wound with ice first."
With that, Su Liu'er's hand brushed past Ye Zichen's chest. The terrifying hole in his chest was covered in a layer of ice.
Although the ice had no effect on Ye Zichen's injuries, it could at least prevent him from losing too much blood.
At the same time, Su Yan's emerald light flared. She placed her hands on Ye Zichen's chest, her gaze solemn, and poured the purest life energy into him.
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You're a dog!
Yale's words were ear-piercing, and he looked at Qing Lan mockingly.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he'd said.
That pagoda had obviously sealed someone else's soul and left an imprint on it to enslave them for life.
Yale had indeed sensed the existence of such a mark in Qing Lan's body.
Ye Zichen summoned Qing Lan as well. From the looks of it, he was just another person's dog, the kind of dog whose master told him to live or die. He had no right to choose at all.
"Yale boy …"
Cang Xiong's deafening roar shook everyone's hearts. The gratification that Yale had shown in his eyes earlier on was replaced by indifference. The ten Overgods flew into the void and landed behind Yale. Faced with Yale's mockery, Qing Lan stroked the fur on Cang Xiong's neck good-naturedly.
"Brother Qinglan."
"It's no big deal. Besides, Divine King Yale is right." Qing Lan smiled gently.
"It looks like the pride of our Northern God Clan, the former Sword Shadow Follows the Wind, has experienced a lot in recent years. He's much less spirited than before." Yale still had a mocking expression on his face as he said, "That's right. It's necessary to be docile when you're a dog. Otherwise, if your master isn't happy, you'll lose your life just like that."
"Yale, you're still as talkative as ever."
Qing Lan didn't seem to be angered, but his eyes sunk the moment his words left his mouth.
A storm sprang up in the sky. The howling winds caused Qing Lan's green robes to flap wildly, and the strand of white hair on his forehead danced wildly in the wind.
"I wonder if your skills have improved at all!"
"Hey, the Sword Shadow Follows the Wind is furious!"
Yale's mockery didn't diminish. He used the most frivolous of words to attack Qing Lan.
To tell the truth, this was the first time the Overgods had seen Yale act like this, even though they'd been by his side for so long. In the past, their Divine King had always been a man of few words. No matter who he faced in the God Realm, he was always cold and distant.
It was as if his only goal was to destroy!
However, from the Epoch Lord's visit to this Qing Lan, who their Divine King had described as the pride of the Qing Clan, the one who'd received countless honors, the Sword Shadow Follows the Wind, they couldn't help but wonder if this person really was their Divine King.
Even they couldn't be bothered to use such low-level taunts.
What they didn't know was that Yale wasn't just taunting them with words. He was also using an exaggerated expression to express his disdain.
Not only that, but he'd also dragged the Overgods into it.
"It's your blessing to be able to feel the Sword Shadow Follows the Wind's fury. You must remember this feeling, understand?"
"Yes!"
It was very low-level, but the Overgods didn't dare not respond.
"How much longer do you want to talk trash? Yale, you're already a Godking now," Qing Lan said in a serious tone.
"You don't have to worry about that. I just like to see you angry."
Yale's smile gradually faded. He gently waved his hand at the storm around Qing Lan.
In an instant, the space where he waved his hand collapsed, and the surrounding storm was completely annihilated. "How can such a low-level wind live up to your name, Sword Shadow Follows the Wind? Even if it's just gathering power, it's still a little too low for me. Since I've come to take revenge, you should at least let me see something that excites me. Where's your Godhead? That's the most special Godhead in the history of the God Race.
Shouldn't you bring out your other divine sparks for my Sovereigns to see? "
Special Godheads!
The surrounding Overgods were stunned. The Godheads in the God Race were naturally different, but they were all pure gold in color.
The God Race had been born for several eras. After such a long time, it was only natural that special Godheads would be born.
As for this special Godhead, it referred to the special color.
The Life Goddess' Godhead didn't count. Its dark green color was due to the color of vitality. What was truly special was that it was born with other colors.
In the entire God Race, there were only three special Godheads.
One of them had died long ago in the Ancient Era. The other special Godhead was the current God Emperor.
The God King of Destruction had just said that this person's Godhead was special!
And the most special!
"Understood." Qing Lan ignored the Overgods' burning gazes. She smiled and nodded. "A former loser indeed needs some qualifications to challenge again. Moreover, you're the God King of Destruction now."
Yale didn't comment. At this moment, the entire world darkened.
This darkness wasn't because the world was covered. Instead, it was because something was emitting a black light, making the world seem dark.
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