The eyes of the surrounding Sky Gods constricted. All at once, they looked into the skies to find a middle aged man carrying the head of a giant that must have been at least 200 meters from shin to forehead. They recognized this sort of creature instantly, and it was the kind of realization that sent a shiver down their spines.
The Fire Giants.
If there was anyone who could stand toe to toe with the Nine Powers of the Ninth Heaven, it was most definitely the Nine Demon King Clans of the Nether World. Seeing one dead, and not only dead but being paraded around without the slightest care in the world, they felt more suffocated by this sort of realization than even the aura that was being exuded from Primus.
