At the end of the path of punishment, the Soul Leaving Punishment Hall.
The appearance of the Divine was like a bone-chilling icy wind sweeping through, freezing the undercurrents, leaving the members of the heavenly clan in a daze.
To the heavenly clan, the Divine was as renowned as thunder.
This supreme prodigy, who seemed suspended above all heads in the four great immortal realms, did not need to demonstrate his battle strength or killing prowess. His name alone could make ninety-nine percent of supreme prodigies kneel and respectfully call him master.
And now, he has made his move.
After making his move, the Divine was no longer the Divine, yet even more so.
The many grand and ethereal rules of the Heavenly Dao, which everyone had been arduously seeking, seemed to manifest with a gentle point of the Divine's finger...
Punishment, slaughter, death, destruction, judgment, decision…
