Tianci's forehead was dripping with cold sweat: "Reporting to the Saint King, the Four Knights of the Apocalypse... have fallen in the Land of Chuyun. On that day, the War Emperor Chiyou beheaded Famine, the Yellow Emperor Ji Xuanyuan slew War, and finally, the gods joined forces, causing even Death to perish..."
The entire Underground Palace suddenly shook violently, and the thirteen hanging auxiliary coffins simultaneously exploded with immense momentum. Even though Tianci, a strongest among the Golden Martial Saints, couldn't help but tremble, his soul shuddering.
Salmas's voice carried a terrifying cadence: "Mere humans... worthy of Godslaying?"
Tianci's seven apertures began to seep silver blood, yet he insisted on reporting: "But my lord has issued a new decree, the apocalypse will eventually..."
"Then why wake me early?"
The coffin boomed open, and a pale arm wrapped in Curse Chains stretched out.
