A deadly silence stretched out after the whale’s words. Everyone stared at him coldly; his cultivation was irrelevant, and his weapons would never have any effect on them. Yet, every word he uttered seemed to make everyone’s death feel like a completely natural occurrence.
"So, you’ve chosen to surrender... good decision. I’ll ensure nothing bad happens to those around you for no reason," the Heavenly Spirit God said softly.
The whale let out a dry sigh as he looked at the figure. "You only need to worry about yourself. Vorion was someone I found being used almost like a slave by demons; he’s not my weapon but my companion. I guarantee he has no complaints about it."
Alm and Bruno felt Vorion floating in their inventory and tried to push him away. "I’m just giving you a last warning because of him. I won’t speak again."
The Heavenly Spirit God listened and sighed; there was nothing more to say, and he wouldn’t back down. Realizing this, the whale waved to everyone in front of him. "If you don’t want to come, you won’t get the chance to do anything in the final moments."
No one moved immediately. A fight against powerful enemies was something glorious, something that would be remembered forever in history. But attacking someone so weak first would, in the future, be remembered as something ridiculous. He could do whatever he wanted; it would make no difference. It was better to let him attack first.
"Pathetic half-human. You want a glorious death? Hahahah, I’ll make sure everyone hears your screams of agony and despair loud and clear. Everyone will recount just how desperate and ridiculous you were in your final moments." The sinister voice of the Shadow God made everyone gulp. "Then I’ll go to your sect; everyone related to you will face a fate even worse than death."
Everyone looked at the whale, and suddenly he let out a light laugh; that expression sent a terrible, inexplicable fear through them.
The whale fixed his gaze on the Shadow God and the others in the distance. In that instant, the four gods felt something indescribable that took them a moment to recognize: it was a deadly pressure that made their hearts race.
The whale’s eyes glowed, and his entire body pulsed with an earthy brown color. All his Qi and the blood of the Behemoth he possessed were burned simultaneously. It was something he hadn’t done in a long time.
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It was more efficient to use the primordial power of his rune since burning the bloodline would leave them weak for a long time. Now, doing it this way was the only option for his plan to work.
The entire space lit up. It was as if a brown sun had ignited in that place. Everyone felt the extreme density of that bloodline and clearly understood what he was doing.
At that moment, the whale took a deep breath. His tattoos shone brightly. Through the array, now that it was a true and complete Dao, he could clearly sense all the people connected to him.
All the generals, all the squad leaders, all the soldiers. Distance didn’t matter; he could easily feel them, and even communicating would be simple if he wanted, though at a high cost.
He felt satisfied with everyone. In the three months they had been away, everyone who remained in the Yinblood sect had worked diligently. Currently, aside from Ruri, each general had at least a dozen squad leaders, and below them were thousands of soldiers.
With a thought, the Law of Origin of all was brought to him. In that instant, the earthy brown sun changed.
All the spectators swallowed hard, feeling their souls tremble. It was a strange and primitive feeling that penetrated their consciousness.
The whale snorted dryly and waved. This law was something natural that all living beings possessed. Its uses were a mystery, but whenever they used this law, they felt that the bloodline of the Behemoth seemed close to it.
Alm and Bruno had thought about this in the past, but they had never tested it. Now, all the bloodline of the Behemoth was burned to blend with the Law of Origin. In a second, harmoniously, they united as if one completed the other. The power of the Behemoth suddenly multiplied thousands of times.
Alm and Bruno felt like they had the ability to do something really big with this. Unfortunately, the amount of the Law of Origin was still too low; they couldn’t draw much from their allies because they didn’t know the consequences of that.
’That’s enough.’ Alm said excitedly. Then the whale waved.
Time, space, and all celestial laws seemed to distort around the enemies. The whale smiled sinisterly, and his lips moved:
"Gravitational Domination!"
Suddenly, all those enemies lost control of their bodies. They were all cultivators at the peak of the divine realm, but they felt completely helpless against an unlimited gravitational force.
The space around them distorted, and they were violently pulled into a single region by gravity.
All the gods, both allies and enemies, widened their eyes in fear. Those four enemies were equally attracted and, even using all their power, managed to resist for only a second before being sucked closer to everyone.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of glorious figures were concentrated in a space of just a few hundred meters. The gods felt the gravity pinning them down but also noticed it was weakening. They turned to the whale high above; they knew this would only last for another two breaths.
He used the purest power of the laws of the earth. Manipulating gravity was something all cultivators knew came from these laws. It was something even simple, but when used by the power of the Behemoth, no one could imagine its effects would be so extreme.
But so what? Gravity against divine cultivators wasn’t lethal. It didn’t have the power to kill; it was just an almost meaningless support. They were caught off guard, that was all.
But... the whale’s gaze and his villainous smile made everyone break out in a cold sweat. He spoke softly:
"Feel the despair of your glorious lives being taken away."
A spatial rune lit up on the whale’s forehead. He waved lightly, and then something gigantic, the size of a world-destroying meteor, appeared.
It was a massive rock of earth, completely black, as if no light could exist near it. Its entire surface was covered in cracks, and between them, a strange purple glow pulsed.
As soon as it appeared, everyone’s hearts raced uncontrollably. The death emanating from that rock was so solid that they felt their bodies being crushed and their souls trembling with despair.
"This is the anti-life law, the peak of the Behemoth. This is a treasure left by the primordial beast for its child; savor this unique experience," said the whale, waving. The anti-life meteor was finally used.
The rock seemed to move in slow motion, an inevitable force that froze the hearts of everyone present. No muscle moved, and even the thought of escape was crushed by absolute terror.
Those big shots at the peak of cultivation clearly felt the influence of this unknown law. This was an inescapable force; just a fragment of this energy would be enough to condemn them.
In less than a second, the rock was just a few meters from the cultivators. However, for them, the rock advanced with a cruel slowness, as if deliberately prolonging the terror it caused.
Up high, the round figure with a ghastly expression gave a sadistic grin and waved indifferently.
**BOOOOM!**
The meteor exploded with unimaginable violence, releasing all the anti-life law in a devastating wave.
Those who were trapped were engulfed by the explosion. Their Qi was ripped from their bodies, sucked into an irresistible current.
The first wave hit them like an invisible wall, and their forms began to wither instantly. Vitality was drained mercilessly, each cell and every vital fiber disappearing until only empty shells remained.
Those who tried to resist felt their defenses shatter like glass. Their skin became fragile as old paper, tearing at the slightest touch. The void enveloped them, and their souls began to disintegrate, along with their consciousness.
A silent scream reverberated in their minds, the last echo of their existences. Quickly, only blackened bodies floated inertly until they began to disintegrate like dust blown away by the cosmic wind.
The wave of destruction swept over the hundreds of sacred beasts and cultivators, who were once glorious and renowned figures of the universe. But the anti-life law fulfilled its purpose, leaving only darkness and a vacuum where life and power once existed.
But... four dying souls roared with all their strength, in total despair.
Everyone watching snapped out of their stupor and saw the four gods, who were now just souls tied to the celestial laws, writhing.
The only reason they were alive was that they were gods and their souls and Dao were connected to the laws. In the last moment, they abandoned their bodies and used that facet to avoid complete annihilation.
But now they looked like pigs screaming in agony. They were feeling the fragments of that reluctant law, corroding their souls. That was already weak, and tied to the celestial laws wouldn’t have the strength to destroy them.
"How ridiculous. You’ll be remembered forever for this last moment. The glorious primordial moan gods…"
Everyone’s gaze was drawn to a round figure that slowly moved toward them.
The whale waved, and then a colossal blade appeared in his hand. His whole body was a vibrant and divine celestial blue. The heavy sword lifted up.
"Feel the pain of your sins, burn."
Fides pulsed, and suddenly the blade was covered in a mystical blue flame. The sword came down, and the celestial flames struck the four who could barely stay alive.
These flames normally shouldn’t possess offensive power. But against a common type of cultivator, those with sinister karma, they became the most sinister weapon. The flames didn’t burn physically; instead, they attacked the soul, the mind, and the vital energy according to the malice of the enemy.
These four dying souls were already extremely weak, and as soon as the Warlock God, the Sniper God, and the Shadow God were touched, their screams were so intense that all the spectators were terrified. For those people to scream like that, the level of pain must have been unimaginable.
It took just a few seconds for their screams to cease, and they no longer existed in the world.
However, the whale sighed. He looked at the Heavenly Spirit God and saw its flames burning it lightly, then losing strength.
Alm and Bruno reflected; killing that figure now would be as easy as squashing an ant. But they felt a fluctuation coming from their inventory and sighed again.
"Alright, I’ll give him another chance," the whale said softly, then waved, attracting that soul.
A sinister mark was placed on it in an instant. Then he waved again, sending the soul shooting away toward a spatial channel, where he sensed the fluctuations of his own race.
And so, it was all over. The moment the whale acted, it was as he had promised: simple and quick. In a mere 10 seconds, only a single person survived. He really killed three gods... and everyone saw that the whale was merciful and didn’t want to kill the last one.
Everything fell silent. No one had the courage to even breathe, shocked by what they had just witnessed.