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Chapter 1767

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The lightning seal represented heavenly punishment.

The conspicuous lightning mark on the foreheads of these people was enough to prove their identity and status.

The sky gradually darkened. This darkness was different from the darkness of Qinglan's darkness godhood. All the light of heaven and earth seemed to converge on the figures in the sky. The surrounding darkness only served to accentuate their dazzling golden radiance.

"Greetings, Master of the Laws!"

Some of the Outerworld gods prostrated themselves on the ground, followed by the rest of the Divine Palace.

The Overgods placed their hands on their chests and bowed deeply to the Masters of the Laws. In the Outerworld, the Masters of the Laws were transcendent existences. Even the God Emperor had to show them some respect.

"The Outerworld God King of Destruction!"

Suddenly, the Master of the Laws uttered these words in a dignified tone.

Yale's scarlet eyes glared at the sky. Even though he was facing the Masters of the Laws, his killing intent still surged out like a tidal wave.

He had no rationality to speak of. Anyone who stood against him was an enemy.

What was laughable was that the three Masters of the Laws continued to maintain their transcendent status, constantly pressuring Yale.

"God King of Destruction, you've broken the chain of laws. Since this is your first offense, your divine power will be sealed for three months to serve as a warning to others."

The Master of the Laws flipped open an ancient tome in his hand. Countless golden threads flew out, fluttering toward Yale like butterflies.

"It's you …."

To everyone's surprise, Yale stretched out a finger and pointed at the Masters of the Laws.

This kind of behavior was disrespectful to the Masters of the Laws. However, Yale's disrespect was yet to come.

Explode!

The golden threads appeared in the air, and the broken threads were swallowed up by the surrounding abysses.

The Outerworld Masters' auras trembled visibly.

"God King of Destruction, are you defying our orders?"

"You let them go, didn't you? Since that's the case, you'll have to pay the debt!"

With a loud boom, the ground beneath Yale's feet cracked.

Countless pieces of rubble flew everywhere, and a massive crater appeared beneath his feet. He leapt into the air, his hand reaching out viciously towards the Master of the Laws, who stood in the middle of them all.

In response, the Masters of the Laws didn't seem too flustered.

It was as if they'd experienced this sort of situation many times before. The two Masters of the Laws on either side took half a step back, then placed their palms on the shoulders of the Master of the Laws in the center. Golden light gathered into a golden pyramid.

"God King Annihilation, if you give up resisting, you might be dealt with leniently!"

"Die!"

Yale's eyes were bloodshot, and the Sovereigns beneath him were all stupefied.

They were supposed to stop Yale, but all of them stood there in a daze. Some of them were scared stiff. They never imagined that Yale would attack the Master of the Laws. Not to mention, the fate of the Pain Master God also made them not dare to offend Yale at a time like this.

Under everyone's gaze, Yale's palm fiercely pressed against the pyramid.

He didn't know whether to say that Yale's attacks were stronger or that the Master of the Laws' defenses were stronger.

On the surface of the pyramid, there was a smoking handprint.

"God-King of Destruction, this is our second warning to you. Give up resisting!"

Give up resisting!

Eyes bloodshot, Yale flashed a strange smile. From the looks of it, he was the one on the offensive. What was there to say about resisting?

All he wanted to do was kill these hindering Masters of the Laws!

"Break for me!"

Bang!

Another heavy palm descended. From the shattering of the surrounding space, it was clear that Yale's attack contained the power of the Grand Dao of Destruction.

As the palm descended, a huge crack appeared in the golden tower the Master of the Laws had condensed.

"Break!"

Yale roared again. Just as his palm was about to land — — — — — —

"Yale, stop!"

A furious voice shouted from the sky. Then, a beam of pure white light shot through the air like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the Master of the Laws and slammed a palm at Yale.

The two palms collided, and to everyone's surprise, Yale fell heavily to the ground like a cannonball after their palms collided.

After that, three more beams of light shot through the sky and landed behind the white light.

"Yale, you really are impudent!"

Just a moment ago, the Overgods were still wondering who could send Yale flying with a single palm strike. But when they saw the white-haired old man standing in front of the Master of the Laws, his eyes blazing with fury …

"Divine … Your Majesty!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Both Overgods and True Gods knelt on the ground. The God Emperor glared furiously at Yale, who had crashed to the ground and coughed up golden blood.

After a long while, he turned to look apologetically at the Master of the Laws.

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty!"

"Thank you for your help, Your Majesty. Greetings, Your Majesty."

The three Masters of the Laws nodded at the God Emperor and the people behind him.

That palm strike, or rather, Yale's heavy fall to the ground, had brought him back to his senses.

He clutched his chest and tried to move, but a burst of pain shot through his back. Only then did he realize that the bones in his back had been broken.

The God Emperor!

When he came to his senses, he thought he heard the God Emperor's name.

When he looked up into the sky, he happened to see the God Emperor's furious face, as well as his three colleagues, the God Kings, and the three Masters of the Laws.

When he thought back to what he'd just done, Yale couldn't help but want to slap himself.

What the hell was he doing?!

Enduring the pain in his back, he crawled to his feet.

Yale lowered his head, tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and floated over to the white-haired old man.

"God-"

Slap!

The old man viciously slapped Yale across the face. Yale stood motionless in front of the God Emperor, gritting his teeth and hanging his head.

"If I hadn't come, would you have killed them all?!"

"I wouldn't dare!"

"I wouldn't dare! I think you're just afraid to say it, but deep down, you might even be interested in my position as the God Emperor! "

"I wouldn't dare!"

With a thud, Yale knelt on the ground and buried his head.

The God Emperor's face was still filled with rage. He turned to the Masters of the Laws.

"Your Majesty …."

"Your Majesty, there's no need to be like this. We won't take the matter of the God King of Destruction to heart, but he won't be able to escape punishment."

More golden strands flew out from the Master of the Laws' ancient records. It was obvious that Yale wanted to resist, but with the God Emperor present, he could only allow the golden strands to reach his forehead. The golden strands wrapped themselves tightly around his godhead, making it impossible for anything to pass through.

"The God King of Destruction broke the Laws of Heaven and Earth and disobeyed his superiors. Despite repeated warnings, his divine sea was sealed for half a year! If he commits this offense again, he'll be severely punished! "

Yale clenched his fists. He could clearly feel his godhead gradually losing its connection to him, and he couldn't control his divine sea in the slightest.

It could be said that from now on, he wasn't even as good as an ordinary lesser lord god.

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