บท 1316: Final Trump Card!

The sky grew calm.

The clouds and fog dissipated with the light of the teleportation.

In the sky, although the god's fragmented-face's eyelashes fluttered slightly because of Old Master Seventh's appearance, for some reason, It still didn't open Its eyes.

At that moment, as the emperor's corpse disappeared and the golden dot formed by the golden hand dimmed, the sky returned to normal.

It was as though nothing had happened.

However, to the experts and gods who were paying attention to all the causes and effects, what happened today was something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

This was especially so for the large golden hand that appeared at the end. Clearly, it had a close relationship with the two audacious people. While the origins of this hand might be traced, its actions had certainly caused a sense of gravity among all onlookers.