Heavenly omens manifested, snow drifting during the Dog Days of summer, and the area was only a few kilometers in scope. Beyond this area, the sun still blazed overhead, and the heat was unbearable.
Such extraordinary natural phenomena shocked many watching deities, causing them to take notice. Even the four Persian Gods were no exception!
However, Ying Yue himself seemed oblivious, his voice remained calm, his face indifferent, but the murderous intent in his eyes rolled like tumultuous waves, surging powerfully.
"6,928 lives, 6,928 wronged souls!"
Ying Yue walked forward step by step, as if carrying the heavens and the earth with him, pressuring the four Persians to kneel, "How innocent were they? So, you four, kneel before me!"
"Kneel before me!"
"Kneel before me!"
"Kneel before me!"
The last four words seemed to carry infinite magic power, exploding thunderously between heaven and earth, as if emanating from the very souls of the gods.
