Above the Northern Desolate Hills, demonic energy soared to the heavens, and the blood moon hung in the sky.
The instant the Heavenly Evil God broke free, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth throughout the entire Great Thousand World violently trembled, as if it were afraid and wailing.
That terrifying aura, standing above all things and powerful enough to suppress the ages, was like an invisible mountain pressing down on the hearts of every Heavenly Sovereign.
Qin Tian's face was deathly pale. The Azure-Clad Sword Saint's hand trembled slightly around his sword, while the Undying Lord's withered hands clenched into fists. Futur Xuan, Mohetian, Huang Qiu... Every top expert of the Great Thousand World felt a shudder originating from the depths of their souls at this moment.
That was the Heavenly Evil God.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he had been a terrifying existence who had nearly destroyed the entire Great Thousand World by himself.
The Undying Great Emperor had fought with his life on the line before finally sealing him for forty-nine thousand years. And today, he had regained his freedom.
The Heavenly Evil God stood in the void, demonic energy surging around him as his blood-red eyes slowly swept across everyone present.
Wherever his gaze passed, every Heavenly Sovereign felt a chill shoot from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads, as if they had been targeted by an ancient ferocious beast.
"Great Thousand World..." He slowly spoke. His voice was hoarse and low, yet it exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder.
"Ten thousand years have passed, yet you're still this weak."
The corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. He raised his hand, and a mass of pitch-black demonic energy condensed in his palm.
"However, I'd like to see