As Higher Realms denizens, those tens of thousands of demons and devas had seen plenty of uncanny scenes. However, the sight of a foot stretching across tens of thousands of miles? This was indeed a first; something their limited vision and cultivation couldn't approach.

　　 At the forefront of the armies, Anharya, Dasra, Mishri, Aakash, Nehal, and other prominent deva and demon scions stood in awe. Lifted by the foreign force, The Valkyrie vanished from their vicinity, leaving them alone to withstand the foot's impact.

　　 "Out of the Ancient Crystal World!"

　　 All leaders roared in unison but were startled to realize that the force rippling from that foot locked them all where they stood, and prevented the tiniest move! Aakash's eyes were full of tears.

　　 "Over, it's over. Mother, your son was greedy and unfilial. I should have never accepted this duty!"

　　 He sobbed, for from that foot, the might and pressure he felt already rivaled that of his father! And who was his father? A High G.o.d! Although among Surya's children he didn't rank at the top, a High G.o.d he still was!

　　 And to say nothing of him, the entirety of the troops were lost in chaotic dread! Escape, they couldn't. Block, they couldn't. Struggle, they couldn't! They could only stare slacked-jawed, with eyes wide open, and curse all their ancestors for falling into this spot!

　　 Nehal sighed and lowered her face. Dasra shook his head. Mishri trembled, and cold sweat filled Anharya's forehead!

　　 The slow vindictive foot landed, smas.h.i.+ng all demons and devas without exception!

　　 "BAAAAAAANG!"

　　 A resounding bang that echoed in all corners of the Ancient Crystal Word, thundered within the sky! And with that one move, the tens of thousands of demons and devas armies flew toward the ground like meteors and cratered in Barbarian Soil!

　　 *BOOOOOOOOM*

　　 Dust and debris soared, billowing toward the clouded heavens! And as it dispersed, the unblemished corpses of the legions of demons and devas remained, without the tiniest bit of external damage! However, besides Aakash, Dasra, Mishri, Nehal, and Anharya, all had perished in body and soul!

　　 The foot vanished, returning peace to the vast sky as if all was but an illusion. But the sight of those legions of perfect corpses remained as a garish reminder of the event!

　　 Anharya's eyes went bloodshot, and he bit his lips to blood! An army of ten thousand demons and fiends, five-hundred demon n.o.bles, all squashed under his leaders.h.i.+p in a single move! All, within a mortal world! In the future, how could he face his peers? How could he face his royal grandfather and answer for such appalling failure?