Sword cultivators are just like this, aren't they?

The one invading the grand hall was none other than the God-Ending powerhouse from within the coffin!

No matter where the other party came from or why they had come, at this moment, with this powerhouse making a move, they simply couldn't defend against it!

The strength of a God-Ending powerhouse was so formidable that even their souls couldn't escape.

They all came from fragmented souls; even if they fell here, it wouldn't matter.

But that was a God-Ending powerhouse—wouldn't the Power of the Eddy of God chase after their main bodies, causing their true bodies to collapse as well?

Hadn't the fragmented soul of the Gathering Spirit Godly Lord met with such a fate?

The other Divine Honors panicked, but at this time, Han Muye was facing an extremely severe pressure.

The strength of the soul that bore down on him seemed as though it would shatter his body.

"God-Ending..." Han Muye murmured under his breath, his eyes bursting with endless divine light.