It was because of the Mist that always enveloped Daniel that even though a powerful aura emanated from him, no one could discern his identity. They could only sense the presence of a powerful being that had once descended here.
But even so, the sheer strength of this aura was enough to make all the living God ranks hesitate to act recklessly. After all, Daniel now stood as the only god in a state of revival in the entire Land of Origin, perhaps even in the entire world.
Daniel raised his hand again. In the next moment, the power of destruction swiftly killed several demigods who had dared to scheme against Luna.
The deaths weren't drawn out, painful tortures but rather the effortless erasure of their existence, as if squashing an ant beneath a boot, with no more thought than that.
But it was Daniel's leisurely stroll that filled the hearts of all the demigods present with terror. They could never have imagined that such a powerful being could exist in this world!
