"SPLASH!"
A pitch-black crack suddenly widened in the void of the Divine Realm, swallowing the surrounding sacred golden light. Without a sound, the formless form of the Demon God emerged, lazily condensing into a blurry figure. The moment he set foot on the sacred temple's tiled floor, he casually lifted the trembling guard captain into the air as if he were a chicken.
He cast his deep, dark gaze towards the towering thrones, arrogantly taunting them:
"What's all this commotion? Is this all the style the gods bathing in Golden Mana possess?"
"CRASH!"
He hurled the guard forcefully against a pillar in the main hall, shattering it into a hundred pieces. This reckless act instantly ignited the wrath of the Divine Realm. Without warning, five supreme gods simultaneously rose from their thrones, their bodies erupting in dazzling auras, and charged straight towards him.
Leading the charge was the "Goddess of Illusion," a goddess wearing a half-mask that was utterly mesmerizing. She held the power to manipulate perception and simulated reality. Sensing the enemy's strange nature, she launched her attack first, attempting to create an infinite number of illusory barriers to trap the God of Evil in an inescapable mental matrix. Infinite simulated dimensions intertwined, twisted, and enveloped the God of Evil in an instant.
However, before those barriers could reach their target, the God of Evil's innate "Protective Luck" power was activated. A series of absolutely causal random variables occurred: the surrounding space suddenly shifted by a millimeter, and the energy streams of the illusions fractured and collided with each other. In some absurd way, all those infinite barriers perfectly missed their target, exploding harmlessly in the space behind him. He stood there, not even lifting a finger.
Witnessing this, the other four gods and the God of Illusion understood that ordinary techniques were completely useless. They glanced at each other, their understanding absolute. All five supreme gods simultaneously took their positions at the five corners, activating the most primordial and concentrated Golden Mana of the Divine Realm. The golden light flared up so intensely that it whitened an entire interconnected multiverse.
They shouted in unison, simultaneously unleashing the ultimate technique of the supreme beings: "Delete All."
Seeing this ultimate technique activated, the guards prostrating themselves on the floor of the palace revealed eyes of fervent excitement. In their minds, this strike was the truth, the ultimate judgment, and would surely defeat and crush the arrogant rebel. Because since the dawn of time, nothing has ever survived this decree.
"Delete All" is not simply the destruction of matter. It is an absolute purge on the most macroscopic level. It will instantly wipe out everything from the target's body, soul, mind, and even reason. Furthermore, this attack sweeps away and erases all world concepts, laws, history, all world information, and the space-time structure of the opponent's existence. Every fundamental aspect defining a life or a god will be undone, forcibly returned to absolute nothingness as if they had never existed in the history of the universe.
The white light of annihilation engulfs the God of Evil, blowing away the entire architecture of the Great Sanctuary, leaving behind an endless expanse of white void. The gods breathed heavily, confident that the threat had been resolved.
However, as the light faded, their smiles instantly froze.
The God of Evil remained standing in the same spot, his formless figure completely unharmed, not even the dark aura surrounding him wavering. He was completely unscathed by the most powerful concept-sweeping attack of the God Realm.
Because, all the gods had made a fundamental mistake. "Delete All" is a technique used to bring an existence (1) to nothingness (0). But the original nature of the God of Evil was already a state of "absolute emptiness"—he was empty from soul, body to concept. One cannot erase something that is already "transcendent nothingness." The God Realm's attack on him was like a bucket of water poured into an ocean of nothingness.
"That attack was quite brutal," the Demon God tilted his head slightly, his pitch-black eyes narrowing with amusement. "But to try and erase something that doesn't exist... you're still too naive."