The Prince of the Underworld successfully blocked the goddess's first attack but was already heavily injured. Nonetheless, the goddess's second attack followed.
The brilliant divine light illuminated the entire sky of the Sanctuary.
The Golds of the Twelve Temples looked solemn at this moment. This war among the gods might turn into an unknown territory because of the fall of the Underworld Prince.
The second divine attack had already fallen, and the goddess temple, which had stood in the Sanctuary for countless years, vanished in an instant.
"The Underworld Prince, there's absolutely no chance of survival."
The Golds lamented as the goddess's divine power remained majestic... They were about to kneel, but at that moment, a terrifying sensation that made their hearts race uncontrollably accompanied it.
It was as if they heard the call of death in an instant... The sound of wailing filled the Heaven and Earth of the Sanctuary, and then black snow silently fell.
Black... snow?
