In the Black Heaven Sect.
The gods and the cultivators were battling it out. Just as Lan Yu and the rest were beginning to show signs of defeat, the sky echoed with the cold, brutal voice of a person.
"Despicable gods, how dare you to show yourselves around here! You must be seeking death!"
In fact, it was more than just one person's voice.
Several rays of light arrived at the scene.
The Heavenly Tormentors were here.
The emergence of the Heavenly Tormentors caused streams of mythical Daoist patterns to comb through the realm, and the presence of Heavenly Might made the gods go wary.
"It's the Heavenly Tormentors. They're here."
"Hmph, so what if they are? The Great Panhuman Revolt has left most of them heavily injured anyway. I bet they have yet to recover from that fight."
"Fair enough. In fact, we can finally make them pay for what they did to us in the Great Panhuman Revolt."
