As the indifferent voice slowly faded, the dark rift stretching across Tiangong Continent did not close. Instead, it resembled the opened eye of an apocalyptic god, continuing to expand.
At the edge of the rift, the void was not shattering but completely annihilating, turning into the most primordial "nothingness."
Within the rift, pure "darkness" flowed and condensed. An evil pressure surpassing all previous wills, as if representing the universe's final aspect, surged outward like an invisible tsunami, each wave stronger than the last.
The four clan chiefs of the top demon clans, including the Myriad Tribulation Thunder Demon Emperor, seemed to sense something. Their expressions first froze, then twisted into savage delight.
Across the continent, the defensive barrier Qing Yanjing and the others were supporting let out a mournful sound as if it were about to shatter, its radiance rapidly dimming.
Mo Yu, Xiao Yan, and Lin Dong exchanged a glance. Then Xiao Yan and Lin Dong swiftly moved to either side of Mo Yu.
The three stood shoulder to shoulder, their clothes billowing in the wind. Facing pressure that seemed capable of crushing the eternal stars, they remained as immovable as three pillars stabilizing the sea.
The auras from their battle against the four demon clan chiefs were still somewhat disordered, but their three pairs of eyes shone with astonishing brightness, burning with unyielding battle flames and soaring fighting spirit!
"Oh, such powerful demonic might. Judging from this, it is most likely the number one figure of the Outer Realm Evil Race beneath the Heavenly Evil God—the Saint Heavenly Demon Emperor. Is even he going to personally descend upon the Great Thousand World?"
Mo Yu pondered slightly, then slowly spoke. His voice was like metal and stone tempered by Chaos Thunder, sonorous and forceful as it pierced through layer