As the words fell, divine power surged around Xia Feng, and the women behind him fervently channeled their divine power, supporting Xia Feng's actions with their own.
In just a short time, a golden glow began to spread from Xia Feng's body. The rich gold fell upon the surrounding Divine Race, invigorating and healing them.
However, to the Nether Race on the opposite side, it was like a deathly glow, causing them to let out howls of unbearable pain.
The accompanying deathly tolls from the God-Burying Bell further aggravated the nearby Nether Race, reducing their combat effectiveness to barely one-fourth of their original might, even for the stronger ones.
Xia Feng initially thought that upon witnessing the death of the surrounding Nether Race, the Nether Ancestor would either lose his mind in anger or at least show some red-eyed rage.
But the Nether Ancestor's attitude was peculiarly indifferent.
