Lin Yan's final strike cleaved through the mystical night.
There were no Immortal Gods there.
Nor were there any evils.
Before he slew the four major Evil Gods, the evils of this boundary had already fled in panic, completely dispersed.
So this strike, spending ten billion incense, only cleaved into the Void.
It seemed to yield no benefit.
Yet it summoned even more potent incense.
And intimidated the Immortal Gods, evils, foreign entities, and the ambitious ones among the Human Clan.
This strike was not for enemy slaying, it was to establish his might!
To let all sides know that even having slain the four Old Gods, exterminated a Heavenly God, suppressed the Human Clan's might, and quelled a Human Clan city... he still had not exhausted his strength!
He could still effortlessly unleash a strike akin to the Heavenly God Realm!
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"How could this be?"
In the northern icy lands.
The Great Evil God fell silent.
