Path to Heaven.
The Killing God was pressed down by the overwhelming force, unable to lift his head, and could only lie obediently on the ground, not daring to move.
"Bang..."
Just then, a crisp sound of something hitting the ground rang out.
The Killing God forced himself to look up, only to see Wang Hao falling heavily in front of him, clearly also pressed down by this force.
"Wang Hao, are you okay!?" Little White asked nervously.
"I'm fine!"
Wang Hao shook his head, stubbornly propping himself up from the ground.
However, Wang Hao's legs trembled violently, as if a gust of wind could topple him.
But compared to the sordid state of the Killing God, Wang Hao's image was instantly elevated, like a heroic figure versus a begging traitor.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, urgent gusts echoed through the void.
The crowd barely lifted their heads to see countless energies flying in from all directions of the Multi-Universe.
