บท 987: Iron Sword

Looking at the head of the ancient god, whose eyes were still filled with regret and anger, Wang Lin silently pondered. Up to now, through his cultivation and experiences, Wang Lin had come to understand that ancient gods weren't eternal under the stars. However, the ancient gods were indeed the strongest race!

Back then, the Ancient God Clan was nearly extinct. Wang Lin didn't believe a single cultivator was responsible. Even the Thunder Celestial Realm had to mobilize the entire Celestial Realm to combat a weakened 8-star ancient god. Countless celestials had to attack before they could prevail.

What kind of power did this ancient god's head possess? It was capable of decapitating him even after all his stars were shattered.

Though the power of an eight-star ancient god's shattered stars couldn't reach the nine-star level, its terrifying force was sufficient to destroy worlds.