Chapter132-Negotiating with a God-Tier

The clear blue sky seemed to be torn in two by a terrifying force, revealing a dark, abyssal crack that stretched endlessly, chilling to behold.

Even the light that shone into this large black fissure was instantly swallowed, leaving it completely dark.

At that moment, from within the rift, a massive white hand reached down, as large as a mountain, easily crushing Owen's deadly attack.

The hand continued to approach Owen and Leslie, its five fingers gradually closing, pulling the surrounding space inward and collapsing toward its palm.

With the appearance of this hand, the nine Fallen Angels, who had been weakened and despairing, suddenly sensed something and looked up in shock at the hand.

As members of the Fallen Angel clan, they recognized this hand immediately—it was etched into their very bones!

It belonged to the former clan leader of the Fallen Angels—Oya!