"It's not enough," Xu Zimei said calmly.
"Just a few people died, as long as your Divine Race still has hope of rising, the cost is not too great."
"Anyone who opposes me must be crushed to pieces, the entire race annihilated."
When Xu Zimei finished speaking, the Tyrant Shadow in his hand slashed forward again.
The overwhelming power was like a tsunami overturning mountains and seas.
The blade shadows layered, imposing an arrogant aura.
The Divine Emperor's expression slightly changed.
At this moment, he no longer wanted to fight.
He tore open the space beside him, attempting to escape.
The Divine Emperor had immense strength, believing that as long as he wanted to leave, Xu Zimei could not stop him.
As long as he was alive, there was hope for everything.
But Xu Zimei obviously would not give him this opportunity.
Xu Zimei began chanting the Sutra of Three Lifetimes.
This time, he did not hold back.
Almost all beings were awakened to consciousness.
