1267 1267. Sunk

The air shattered as the quasi-rank 7 Eternal Snake roared. Noah immediately turned back when he heard that, but he couldn't escape the shockwave that the cry generated.

Noah had faced beings capable of wielding divine might in his life. His cultivation level had always been inadequate on those occasions, and the current situation wasn't any different.

The gap between the heroic and divine ranks wasn't something that secret arts or special techniques could cover. Gods lived in a league of their own.

All those powerful beings had managed to elevate their existences past their mortal restraints. They had obtained power that went past what a lower plane could contain.

Noah knew how even a small shard of divine might could unleash a power that no heroic being could face. That level wouldn't be so difficult to reach otherwise.