Two hundred shining avatars released endless light, illuminating the entire Chaos.
"So many of those monsters... How could there be so many?"
Gouchen and the Great Emperor Ziwei turned pale.
They had used all their strength to destroy one avatar, and now hundreds appeared, which was simply unbelievable.
The immortals stopped moving, staring in dead silence toward the blood-colored space.
Shock and despair weighed heavily on each immortal's heart like huge stones.
Soon, the avatars merged into a massive, immortal tide of light, roaring as they flew forward.
Whirlwinds kicked up in the Chaos, and a terrifying aura came rolling in, unstoppable.
"This is the real cataclysm."
Everyone realized this truth.
Gouchen and Ziwei exchanged a grave look.
"Even if our divine souls are shattered, we must stop them."
Ziwei's eyes held a trace of determination.
The power of those avatars was so terrifying that ordinary means were useless to stop them.
"Although they are formidable."
