From the Start, I Had the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Divine Art, So I Beat Fantasy to a Pulp!

Lin Yang, wielding the Dragon-Elephant Dharma Body, snaps the neck of the Lord of the Steel Sun and crushes the Lord of Dreams and Fate's breastbone.

Behind him, the Lord of Machinery and Knowledge is pinned to a pillar in the Pantheon by a Panlong Spear.

The head of the Lord of Stars and Distortion has been split into four, and the Lord of Storms has the bones of his hand embedded in his forehead.

The robes of Winter's Wrath have long since been torn to shreds, exposing skin as white as snow. A blush of pleasure colors her cheeks.

In the Pantheon, Lin Yang chuckles: “Gods? What the hell do they amount to in the face of my Great World of Xuanhuang!”