Chapter 370: This World Has Been at Peace for Too Long

"This world has been at peace for too long. It is time for a little change." Su Mu's indifferent voice rang out from beneath the cold Silver-White Mask.

None of the top powerhouses present responded—or rather, none dared to.

The Faceless Angel's towering figure reflected in their eyes, causing their eyes to tremble involuntarily.

The Seven Kings no longer argued. At this moment, they stood shoulder to shoulder like the closest of comrades, staring tensely and solemnly at Su Mu and the Faceless Angel.

Even the haughty Dragon King had dropped his arrogance; King Chi no longer needed to waste her breath persuading him.

You can never wake someone pretending to sleep, but... a blade can.

And now, that blade had appeared.

"I'll let my little pet play with you."

Sensing the Faceless Angel's aura crest to its peak and knowing it was about to strike, Su Mu spoke first.

Sure enough, the very next second, the Faceless Angel moved.

It took a massive stride, slamming its bare foot into the ground.

Boom!!

A visible shockwave exploded from beneath its foot. In an instant, the temporary palace the Blood Moon Empire had spent immense manpower and resources to construct shattered into pieces!

To the onlookers, the Faceless Angel had obeyed Pride's command and begun its attack.

The Faceless Angel had indeed attacked. It did not strike at Su Mu, who stood closest to it—its targets were the living souls in the room.

As a Saint Grade Nightmare Creature, it paid no heed to Su Mu's illusion. Driven by a God, its goal was simple: destroy all living beings!

The collapsing palace buried everyone within it, but even the weakest among them was a Gold powerhouse; naturally, falling rubble could not hurt them.

The palace's collapse acted as a signal. In a flash, the Seven Kings struck!

There were no one-on-one duels—all seven of them swarmed forward at once.

Anyone who had ascended to become a Gold King was naturally no fool. Against the people of the Divine Dream World, they could afford to put on airs and look down on everything, but facing this terrifying entity from beyond their world, being careless meant certain death.

Su Mu silently appeared in the sky above the ruined palace, looking down upon the mortals below like a god.

In his line of sight, the figures of the Seven Kings emerged from the collapsing palace.

They had already left their original positions, appearing all around the Faceless Angel.

The Dragon King's hand transformed into a dragon claw sheathed in golden scales, swiping fiercely at the Faceless Angel's smooth face.

The Saint King and the Heavenly King flanked the Faceless Angel, seizing its arms.

The Nether King and King Chi launched themselves at its legs, while the Undead King and the King of Red Lotus attacked from the front and rear, attempting to pierce straight through the Faceless Angel's chest and back.

The Seven Kings moved so fast that before the surrounding Gold powerhouses could even blink, the Faceless Angel was pinned down.

However, was it truly pinned?

Unlike the optimistic Gold powerhouses watching from the sidelines, the Seven Kings—the ones actually in contact with the Faceless Angel—wore grim expressions.

Boom!

The massive wings on the Faceless Angel's back beat furiously. In an instant, the air shrieked as if churned by invisible giant hands. A turbulent, nearly tangible shockwave exploded outward from its center like a tidal wave.

The Seven Kings paled in an instant. Before they could even react, the violent force slammed into them, sending their bodies flying like dead leaves. Some were hurled straight back for several zhang, smashing heavily into the dirt and kicking up plumes of dust.

Others were sent tumbling upward like kites with snapped strings, tracing sorry parabolas through the air before crashing down.

"Your Majesty, Dragon King!"

"Heavenly King..."

The Gold powerhouses who had accompanied the Seven Kings cried out in horror, as if witnessing an impossible sight—one that severely challenged their fragile worldviews.

To their knowledge, the Seven Kings were the strongest seven individuals in this world. The only ones capable of defeating the Seven Kings were the Seven Kings themselves.

If the Seven Kings joined forces, there shouldn't be a single enemy in existence they couldn't vanquish. Yet, in the span of a few breaths, their long-held convictions were smashed to pieces.

A single strike... to crush the united front of the Seven Kings. This... this felt like a dream.

The crowd stared in horror at the towering figure standing in the center of the battlefield. Amid the swirling dust and fallen bodies, the Faceless Angel looked like a sovereign ruling over life and death. It slowly folded its wings, leaving behind a profound wake of shock and awe.

Soon, their gazes shifted to the empty air above the Faceless Angel, to the elegant figure standing suspended like a god. His luxurious tailcoat fluttered in the breeze, his cold Silver-White Mask looking down indifferently upon the mortals below.

Coldness, despair... the suffocating flood of negative emotions made it hard for everyone to breathe. This was... a little pet?

If a mere pet could sweep away the Seven Kings, then Pride...

They didn't dare think any further. They feared that if they did, they would lose whatever courage they had left to even face Pride.

"Is this the extent of your power?" Su Mu's indifferent voice rang out in midair.

"Damn it!" The Dragon King slowly pushed himself off the ground, the dirt ruining his golden imperial robes.

The other six kings similarly rose to their feet. They had been blasted away, yes, but they were still Gold Kings at the Half-Step Saint Grade; they weren't about to be defeated by a single strike.

Faced with Su Mu's question, the Seven Kings remained utterly silent. Not one of them offered a reply.

The sheer strength Pride had displayed had completely shattered their own pride.

"It is a pity you haven't entered the Nightmare World, hence viewing me is like a frog at the bottom of a well gazing at the moon in the sky. If you were to enter the Nightmare World, beholding me would be like a mayfly beholding the infinite heavens!

"Of course, the prerequisite is that you survive.

"Faceless, kill them."

At Su Mu's perfectly timed command, the Faceless Angel launched its assault.

It vanished as if teleporting. When it reappeared, it was already behind the Dragon King. The shadow cast by its towering body made the Dragon King instantly feel death clinging to him like a shadow following its form. His dark golden vertical pupils contracted violently. With no time to turn around, he could only thrust both hands upward as if trying to hold up the sky.

Dense layers of dragon scales surfaced across his arms.

The Faceless Angel's immaculately sculpted arm crashed down.

Bang!

The Dragon King was hammered into the dirt. The gargantuan force drove his short body deep into the ground, punching a hole straight through the entire island until he landed in the freezing seawater below.

At that moment, a figure wreathed in golden flames plummeted from the sky, her dark golden phoenix robes whipping violently in the wind.

The one striking was King Chi!

In midair, King Chi plummeted like a fiery meteor. She thrust a slender, pale right leg out from beneath her dark golden phoenix robes, swinging a vicious kick right at the Faceless Angel's head.

The Faceless Angel didn't even turn around. It merely lifted a single wing—bang!

The Nirvana Holy Flame collided with the angelic wing, erupting into a sky full of firelight.

"River of Blood!" the Undead King bellowed. Endless blood-red light poured from his body, materializing in the void as a surging, rushing river of blood. Reeking of nausea-inducing gore, it swept forward to coordinate with King Chi's assault.

Under the combined attacks of two Gold Kings, the Faceless Angel was forced back several steps. However, not a single scratch appeared on its imposing, statue-like physique.

The attacks of the remaining Gold Kings arrived in an instant.

"Sword of Judgment!" Countless rays of orderly white light gathered in the Saint King's hands, forming a massive blade of light that slashed against the Faceless Angel's wings in an explosion of sparks.

Astral Orbit Shift!

The silver-haired, purple-robed Heavenly King stretched out his pale fingers and pinched the air, a gesture like plucking the stars and moon from the sky. Limitless starlight gathered between his two fingers, and with a casual flick, he sent it flying.

Specks of starlight, as weak as fireflies, drifted onto the Faceless Angel. Boom!!

A colossal explosion of light swallowed its massive frame.