At the end of the universe, there remained a dazzling wave of light, drowning out the stars, but it did not sweep over; instead, it stayed there.

The Sagittarius Constellation stood tall on the wave crest, making no further move to attack, simply maintaining a standoff with the Light Source.

At this moment, the Light Source spoke slowly: "All the Void Gods of the Clan of Light participating in the battle have been slain, and I suppose you have vented your anger. This time, it was the Dark King who summoned them, not by my will. However, since I’ve appeared, it wouldn’t be right to leave without doing something. Those few Clan of Light members were for you to unleash your wrath—they did wrong and have paid the price. This affair has nothing to do with the Clan of Light. From now on, the Clan of Light and the Demon Clan have no relation whatsoever; the Dark King is no longer one of our people. You can deal with him however you wish; our Clan of Light will not interfere."

Upon hearing this, everyone understood immediately; the Light Source was sacrificing the few Clan of Light members to give an account to The Second World, in order to preserve the entire Clan of Light.

"Good! As long as you no longer aid the Demon Clan, we will not pursue action against you." Huang Yi nodded. He didn’t want to make enemies everywhere; reconciliation was preferable, especially with such a powerful force as the Clan of Light.

"Farewell!" The Light Source finished speaking, and suddenly, the end of the universe dimmed, and the dazzling wave of light faded away instantly.

The dense stars reappeared, leaving only the Sagittarius Constellation standing alone among the stars, weary-eyed.

So far, the three Creator Ancestral Spirits of the Demon Clan—Insect Mother, Mystic Lord, Light Source—had all retreated.

They did not join the battlefield directly, only held off Ancestral Dragon, War Master, and the Sagittarius Constellation from afar, with little enmity towards The Second World.

Now, with the decline of the Demon Clan, they wisely stepped back, choosing not to clash mortally with these promising Heaven-Sent Men.

"God of Slaughter, these Barbarian God Cult members are almost done for. Come over and kill them!" A Void Silver Dragon called out to Huang Yi from afar.

Huang Yi withdrew his gaze from the direction of the Light Source and immediately flew over, arriving in front of the Void Gods of the Barbarian God Cult who were beaten near death.

At this moment, the three Void Gods of the Barbarian God Cult lay motionless, even unable to open their eyes, on the brink of death.

Only the Patriarch Sodoros could still open his eyes. His limbs had been chopped off, leaving only a solitary body, disheveled in the void, utterly miserable, without a shred of his patriarchal majesty.

Seeing Huang Yi’s arrival, Patriarch Sodoros’s eyes blazed red with resentment: "I hate so much! Back in the First World, I could crush you with a mere finger! I should have killed you then! You were just an insect; how could I die at your hand?! I should have killed you! I hate so much!"

Huang Yi shook his head with a smile, approached the three Void Gods of the Barbarian God Cult, and in front of Patriarch Sodoros, harvested their lives one by one: "People often have a flaw; when they stay in high positions for too long, they easily become arrogant and look down on those in lower positions, always believing themselves to be noble, and the others to be lowly. The Seven Archdemons are like this, and so are you."

As he spoke, a Void God of the Barbarian God Cult was beheaded, the fifteenth Void God Soul flew into the Slaughter Blade.

"If you hadn’t waded into the muddy waters, you could still be living blissfully in the First World, still enjoying the admiration of thousands, just like countless years before. You would never have thought that this seemingly ordinary mission would cost you your lives—this is the price of arrogance."

The sixteenth Void God Soul flew into the Slaughter Blade.

"When you left the First World, you were probably very at ease, maybe even without saying goodbye to friends and family, as if you were just going for a walk, breathing some fresh air, expecting to return soon, never imagining this outcome."

The seventeenth Void God Soul flew into the Slaughter Blade.

"Long, long ago, when you first faced a mortal crisis, you surely told yourself to be cautious in all things from then on. But as you stayed in high positions, with everyone admiring you, you began to have an illusion that you would always rule over mortals. Now, as you truly face death, do you regret it? Alas, you no longer have the fortune of escaping death that you once did. The Death God lets you die; you won’t see tomorrow."

Gaining momentum, Huang Yi finally reached Patriarch Sodoros, looking down at him from above, and raised the Slaughter Blade.

The blood on the Slaughter Blade dripped down, falling onto Patriarch Sodoros’s face. Sensing death approaching, his face contorted, and he roared madly: "You are doomed! Lord Barbarian God will definitely avenge us! Lord Barbarian God will destroy the Death God’s Temple, and then kill everyone around you, torturing them in front of your eyes, making you wish for death but unable to die. Then, you will regret everything you did today, living eternally in pain and regret!"

"I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed! I’ve already set the means to kill Barbarian God, but you’ll never unite with him in the Underworld; your soul will serve me. Since you hate me so much, I will keep your soul to specifically slay Barbarian God in the future." Huang Yi finished speaking with an evil smile and swung down the Slaughter Blade.

"Puff!" Patriarch Sodoros’s head flew off, his expression rolls endlessly in the starry sky, eyes glaring in anger, dying with eyes wide open.

Patriarch Sodoros’s soul ascended from the body and was forcibly absorbed into the Slaughter Blade, becoming the eighteenth soul on it.

Huang Yi will keep this soul to use against Barbarian God in the future.

"God of Slaughter, are you the devil?"

"Going to use his soul to deal with Barbarian God, I suspect he wasn’t killed by you but rather died from rage."

"Why are you becoming more like a villain! Those last lines are clearly in the style of the Seven Archdemons."

"Fighting with the devil for too long, I too have become a devil."

At this moment, Thunder God, Giant Bear, and others around shook their heads and laughed, the atmosphere lightening up.

But Huang Yi remained sober; killing one Patriarch Sodoros was nothing. The entire First World worshiped Lord Barbarian God, only by dealing with Lord Barbarian God himself could the issue truly be resolved.

To resolve Lord Barbarian God, the first step is to handle the avatar he left in the First World.

Huang Yi had seen many God Sealers but had never heard of anyone being able to leave an avatar in the Mortal Realm, and survive for so long.

Just this fact alone was enough to show that Lord Barbarian God had poured considerable effort into that avatar. Once that avatar is dealt with, it will surely disrupt Lord Barbarian God’s plan.

"Stop! We can talk this out!" At this moment, an anxious voice from Feng Angju came from the distance.

Everyone turned their heads and saw, in the starry sky in the distance, the three Supreme Dragon Emperors, the three Great War Clan Leaders, and the Lord of the Dark Night. A total of seven Mortal God avatars were jointly pummeling Feng Angju.

The once arrogant Feng Angju was now like a punching bag, getting hit back and forth, unable to fight back, and could only continuously shout.

"Can’t we talk it out? Do we have to resort to violence?!" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"And you call yourselves leaders of races, but there’s not a bit of leader-like grace, just fighting and killing, not civilized at all..."

"If you kill me, the entire universe’s Kador won’t let you off! Our Kador race shares consciousness, they share my hatred towards you; in the future, your people will never have peace!"

"Our Kador race is forever indestructible, once a Kador dies, a new Kador is born, you are facing an eternal enemy!"

Feng Angju yelled and cursed while desperately resisting, but no matter how he threatened, he couldn’t make the seven Mortal God avatars stop.

"You killed several of our War Clan’s Void Gods, and now you want us to let you go?" War Maniac wielded a Broken Sword and struck Feng Angju fiercely, leaving him covered in wounds.

"Each of my Night Clan Void Gods is painstakingly nurtured, and yet you killed three of them. How can I quell the Night Clan’s wrath without killing you?" The Lord of the Dark Night waved his hand, and a dark shroud immediately enveloped Feng Angju, where he couldn’t see a thing.

"The painful cries of the Dragon Clan before their deaths were unbearable; only by slaying you can their souls be comforted." The Holy Supreme flicked the Dragon Tail, unleashing endless power, sending Feng Angju flying.

These seven Mortal God avatars were all race leaders. Their subordinates had died at Feng Angju’s hands, and now they fought with no mercy, unleashing the fury of revenge madly.

Outside, hundreds of Divine Domain experts silently watched the patch of darkness, from which came a cacophony of attack sounds and Feng Angju’s increasingly weak screams.

Finally, everything fell silent; Feng Angju’s voice no longer echoed, leaving only the movements of the seven Mortal God avatars in the darkness.

After a while, a large group of figures came marching out of the night shroud.

The Lord of the Dark Night and three War Clan Mortal Gods carried Feng Angju by his arms and legs, while the three Supreme Dragon Emperors flew on either side flapping their wings.

Feng Angju was covered in blood, motionless like a corpse being carried, his previous arrogance as a Demi Ancestral Spirit completely gone.

"God of Slaughter, kill Feng Angju! He has too many lives on his hands; he cannot be forgiven no matter what." At this moment, Supreme Holy Dragon said to Huang Yi.

"Alright!" Huang Yi nodded and flew over immediately.

He had no intention of sparing Feng Angju, not only because Feng Angju had killed too many people but also because he now needed a powerful corpse.

He had previously self-destructed Xue Huan’s corpse and was lacking a powerful corpse to use outside, while the Queen of Agony’s corpse could only be used in the Small World, not outside.

Feng Angju, being a Demi Ancestral Spirit, was not only exceptionally powerful, but also, because he was of the Creator Ancestral Spirits constitution, he wouldn’t be restricted by the Mortal Realm’s rules, perfectly meeting his requirements.

At this moment, the Lord of the Dark Night and three War Clan Mortal Gods laid down Feng Angju, letting Huang Yi handle him.