Boom!

Above Mount Olympus, the terrifying thunder almost gathered into an ocean!

"Emperor Ziwei... Emperor Zhenwu... You are all insane! How dare you take the initiative to attack me!"

"Are you not afraid that the other god clans will take the opportunity to wipe you all out?"

Zeus looked ahead at the figures roaring in front of him, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping water!

"Haha, no need to bother about that."

Emperor Ziwei, hands behind his back, chuckled lightly, endless starlight floating above his head, the vast and noble purple intent almost eroding Mount Olympus.

"Stop the nonsense and quickly cut him down, don't waste time!"

Emperor Zhenwu stepped forward, a giant dragon-snake form like a mountain snaking out, his gaze full of indifference.

"Impatient."

Shaking his head, Emperor Ziwei looked somewhat helpless at Emperor Zhenwu and said softly.

The next moment—

The starlight above his head swayed, turning into a celestial sword, breaking through time and space, slashing towards Zeus!

"Hmph! Do you think I'm really afraid of you!"

"Today, I will let you all know that there is a gap even among god kings!"

Zeus sneered.

He clasped his hands together, countless spears of lightning burst out, colliding fiercely with the sword of stars!

Boom!

The heavens and earth shattered, an aura of destruction pervading everything!

A figure fell heavily to the ground, smashing the throne of the gods on Mount Olympus to pieces!

Zeus was in a sorry state, his face full of shock and anger!

"Shameless! Zhenwu, you actually ambushed this god king!"

"Do you really think you have me in your grasp?"

"As long as this god king delays until Yahweh and the others come to help, none of you will escape!"

Zeus roared, condensing the lightning in his hand into a spear, a vast sea of thunder and lightning covering countless worlds!

"Come to help?"

Emperor Ziwei couldn't help but chuckle lightly and shook his head gently.

In this righteous two against one battle, how could there be a chance for you to survive?

Unknowingly, Zeus felt a sense of unease in his heart.

At the same time—

Before the Kingdom of Christ, a middle-aged Taoist carried four swords, casually sitting on a green lotus platform, his gaze indifferent.

In front of him, Yahweh radiated holy light, his face full of solemnity.

"Spiritual Treasure Venerable... truly lives up to his name."

Exhaling deeply, Yahweh looked at the surging thunder on Mount Olympus and the vanished aura of Michael in the Nine Hells, speaking solemnly.

"This time... our Christ clan admits defeat."

"Can we negotiate?"

Upon hearing this, the Spiritual Treasure Venerable slowly raised his eyes, seeming hesitant, and after a few moments, he said softly:

"I will exile myself, leave this world, and will not settle scores with you all this time."

"Exile myself?"

Yahweh's face looked somewhat unpleasant.

This world is the origin of the gods, if he leaves, who knows when he will be able to return.

Just as he was about to try to say something else, he happened to meet the indifferent gaze of the Spiritual Treasure Venerable, feeling a sinking feeling in his heart.

After a long silence, Yahweh sighed softly:

"Forget it, I'll take this karma."

He turned around, the divine kingdom behind him slowly fading away, he walked into it, took a last look at this world, then disappeared, never to be seen again.

And scenes like this were happening in various god clans.

Some, like the Christ clan, faced the situation and decisively bowed their heads; while others, like the Heavenly Original God clan, only woke up from the dream of attacking the Eastern Divine Land after their divine kingdom was shattered, but unfortunately, it was too late.

In September 2023, the battle of the gods from the East and West ended faster than anyone expected. On this day, the Eastern gods revealed their terrifying power, almost suppressing all the gods in the world with the power of one god clan. After this day, the gods in the world were either exiled or killed, including the Eastern gods fading from mortal view, known in history as the Day of No Gods.