Above the palace.
Qing Lan looked at Yale with a smile. The pitch-black Godhood was still spinning above his head. The people around him were also stunned by his words.
This Godhead used to belong to Yale!
How was that possible!
The God of Destruction Yale had condensed a Destruction Godhead and believed in the Power of Destruction.
The Chief Gods, as well as the entire Outer-Realm Celestial Race, knew why Qing Lan had said such a thing.
"Godhead to change fate!"
Suddenly, these four words appeared in the hearts of all the Overgods at the same time.
At the Chief God level, they were considered to be in the upper echelons of the Celestial Race. Their level was enough to know secrets that ordinary Celestials didn't.
It was just that this was so cruel that the Outer-Realm Celestial Race labeled it as a forbidden technique.
Even though Yale was temperamental, the Chief Gods didn't believe that he would do such a thing.
Moreover —
One had to be at least at the Chief God level to know about the Godhead to change fate. Yale had a Destruction Godhead before becoming a Chief God. If his Godhead had been this black Godhead and the Destruction Godhead had been Qing Lan's, how could he have known about this forbidden technique before becoming a Chief God?
"How dare you!" The Darkness Chief God was the first to stand up and scold. "The God King has always been a Destruction Godhead. Don't you dare spout nonsense!"
"The Darkness Chief God?"
Qing Lan chuckled and pointed at the Godhead above her head when she saw the anger on his face.
"This Godhead has a lot to do with your Godhead. Can't you feel it? This was the Darkness Chief God's Godhead back then. As a Darkness Elemental, I believe that your Godhead should resonate with it. "
The Darkness Chief God didn't say anything, but his thoughts were mixed.
Just as Qing Lan had said, when his Godhead appeared, the Darkness Chief God's Godhead had indeed reacted a little.
However, this didn't prove that this Godhead was Yale's!
"Actually, you don't have to do this." Looking at the Chief Gods' angry faces, Qing Lan smiled. "I don't mean anything else. No matter who this Godhead belongs to, it has been fused with me for tens of thousands of years. After being nourished for so long, it belongs to me long ago. "
As he spoke, he looked at Yale.
"Speaking of which, I actually want to thank you, my old friend. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have truly comprehended the power of darkness, and I wouldn't have known that the power of darkness could be so fascinating. "
"Captivated? Isn't it devoured?" Yale asked.
"Ten thousand years ago, I was swallowed by the darkness and lost myself. Now …"
The Godhead above Qing Lan's head suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling black light made people unable to look at it directly.
However, the black light was suddenly retracted by the Divine Spark, and night had descended upon the world.
The Divine Spark revolved around Qing Lan like a black gem. Soon after, black stripes continuously climbed up Qing Lan's neck, face, forehead, and arms.
Not long after, hideous black stripes crawled all over his body.
Without any warning, Qing Lan disappeared from Cang Xiong's shoulder. A gust of wind swept past. Yale's eyes turned cold as he clenched his right fist and thrust it forward.
Qing Lan, who had disappeared, just happened to appear here. However, he also extended his fist and punched out.
Bang –
Raging divine power surged and kicked up a gust of wind. The Overgods around Yale were all knocked back several steps.
At the same time, Cang Xiong, in his true form, followed closely behind. His claws, which seemed capable of ripping the heavens apart, swung viciously at the Overgods.
"The Divine King can deal with that guy. We'll deal with the big one …"
One of the Overgods shouted angrily. The other Overgods nodded and charged at Cang Xiong.
"Qing Lan, let me warn you before you attack. Sneak attacks aren't a good habit."
Yale retracted his fist and gently patted the dust on his clothes that had been stained by the howling wind.
"Didn't I learn all this from you?"
With that, Qing Lan transformed into multiple afterimages. Yale's smile faded, and his divine power surged, transforming into afterimages as well.
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
"I can't see anything at all!"
The Great Sage and the others, who'd been fighting the most ferociously, were now free. They focused their attention on the fight between Yale and the others in the Divine Palace. However, their movements were too fast. Even the Great Sage and Yang Jian, who'd activated their Eyes of Fire and Gold and Eye of Heaven, couldn't see their movements clearly.
"Why did we stop in the middle of the fight?"
Gou Yuzhan muttered as he scratched his head. He looked at the outer-realm Protoss experts, but they didn't seem to have any intention of fighting either.
All of them were focused on watching the fight between the Divine King and the Overgods.
"It's a good thing that they don't want to fight."
Yin Shang also glanced at them. Coincidentally, one of them was looking him in the eye.
To everyone's surprise, the outer-realm Protoss actually nodded at him. He didn't seem like he wanted to fight to the death at all.
What's going on?! "It looks like they're being forced. Right now, the Overgods and Divine Kings are all busy. Without their superiors keeping an eye on them, they can't be bothered to fight to the death with us. Besides, we've been fighting for so long with the Life Goddess' Breath of Life. We haven't lost any members at all.
How many of them have died? "
Yin Shang noticed the Great Sage's gaze and explained. As expected, when they looked at the Protoss experts, all they got was a friendly look.
"So you're saying they were just putting on an act?" Yang Jian was utterly speechless. "They were putting on an act, yet they fought so fiercely. I almost exhausted them to the point of collapse."
"Perhaps there were people keeping an eye on them, so they didn't dare slack off."
Yin Shang nodded at the Protoss experts, then hurried over to Su Yan and the others.
Su Yan was still focused on treating Ye Zichen's injuries. When they arrived, no one dared disturb her. They could only watch Su Yiyun, who'd been standing there the entire time.
"How are you?"
"His life isn't in danger, but his injuries are rather serious. He'll need some time to recover," murmured Su Yiyun. "You're done here? I think the fight over there looks pretty fierce!"
"The God Race soldiers don't want to fight us."
"Is that so?"
There was no need to explain. Su Yiyun understood what was going on.
"That's good too. Every second counts. Once Ye wakes up, we'll kill our way out."
"I'm just afraid they won't be able to hold out for long. They're up against the God King of Destruction and eleven Overgods."
As soon as he finished speaking ….
"Do you really think you can hurt me?"
A thunderous roar thundered through the air. Everyone looked in the direction of the Divine Palace and saw Qing Lan spitting out blood and falling to the ground. Yale was laughing with his eyes wide open. In his hand was a bloody arm.
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