A world of yellow sand was formed.
An incomparably huge pyramid stood in the center of this world.
The pyramid was ten thousand meters tall and emitted an earthen yellow divine light.
In the sky above the pyramid, a woman emitting divine light stood at the top.
She had a fiery figure and held a cloth in her hand. This was the weapon of the pyramid gods, the shroud.
At this moment, the Yamen God’s body was filled with rage and killing intent.
Behind him, the yellow sand condensed into three tornadoes, emitting a terrifying pressure.
This was the power of a God!
This scene shocked everyone. Even the gods of the Lingxiao treasured palace and the other factions noticed the commotion.
The gods looked over, their eyes filled with shock.
“How terrifying!”
“When will I be able to become a god? If I don’t become a god, I will still be an ant. In front of a god, we are as weak as ants!”