The moment these gods and demons were seized by murderous intent, the first among them collapsed. His eyes, once bright and alive, turned hollow in an instant—all vitality vanished.
His body remained whole, but his breath stopped in a heartbeat—as if some dreadful force had emptied his Primordial Spirit, killing him with terrifying speed.
Yet as the other gods and demons lunged toward Quinn, no one noticed him fall.
But in the next instant, the second god-demon’s eyes went dim, his charging figure became a collapsing one—and then the third, the fourth, and so on...
By the time the first Northern Heaven‑lord reached Quinn and unleashed his divine art, the sound of gods and demons falling echoed behind him.
He turned to look—and his gaze went blank.
The Northern Heaven‑lords looked like a string of afterimages left as he leapt through the air—each collapsing in turn, arms outstretched, eyes bleaching white, faces twisted in unspeakable terror.
"Little Earth Sovereign..."
The last surviving god-demon had barely spoken when darkness swallowed his vision. In that darkness, butterfly-shaped flames burst forth, dazzling beyond words.
It was an eye—radiant with astonishing beauty, yet filled with demonic allure. The eye glanced at him, and in that instant, his consciousness vanished.
Thud.
The last corpse hit the ground.
The other Northern Heaven‑lords showed terror on their faces and hurriedly retreated, but it was already too late.
One Northern Heaven‑lord suddenly had his soul ripped out. He clutched his throat, mouth agape, tongue lolling, and dropped to his knees, lifeless.
Then the second Northern Heaven‑lord, the third...
Panic swept through the survivors. They fled in all directions, but death clung to them like a shadow—like maggots on the bone, harvesting their lives one by one.
"Great Black Heaven, save me—!" one Northern Heaven‑lord shrieked in the darkness. His cry was cut short as he fell from the sky, landing helplessly on the ground as a corpse.
But Great Black Heaven did not open his eyes. He had long foreseen this scene in the darkness, and after 'Heaven‑Guide Venerable's' defeat, he resolved to sacrifice his old subordinates and not interfere.
Not every Northern Heaven‑lord had murderous intent toward Quinn, but death did not care about their hearts. The demon king who controlled death stubbornly harvested souls according to the Little Earth Sovereign's Pact.
As long as they signed the Little Earth Sovereign's Pact and failed to merge the Northern Heavens into Everpeace per the wager with the Woodcutter Sage, they would all be disposed of!