The destruction wrought by battles between Venerables was utterly staggering.
The earth overturned, mountains and rivers shattered, and even the sky was filled with countless terrifying torrents of chaotic energy.
For a short time, even powerhouses of the Seeking the Way Realm would be unable to survive here.
The shrill howling of energy filled heaven and earth, while magma continuously erupted from the ground. The terrain had been changed completely and utterly.
As for the creatures that had lived here, they had all lost all signs of life the moment the battle began.
Moreover, with the residual aura of Venerables lingering behind, even after the battle's aftershocks subsided, no living thing would likely venture here for a long time.
Night fell quickly during the Month of Cold Winter. Before anyone realized it, an inky blue curtain of darkness quietly spread in from the distance.
After a long while, ripples appeared above the magma lake where the Demon Emperor had rested earlier, and the Demon Emperor's figure emerged.
"Looks like I was overthinking it."
The Demon Emperor scratched his neck, looked around, then casually tore open space and stepped directly into a temporarily opened Space Channel.
As time passed, night descended completely. The night sky was clear and vast, stars scattered across it like a canvas.
"Was I really just being paranoid?"
The Demon Emperor appeared above the magma lake once more. After letting out a quiet sigh, he chose to leave. This time, he flew away.
Bright moon gradually rose into the sky as well, spilling down pale moonlight and coating all things in a layer of white radiance.
The Demon Emperor leaned against the rock from before and walked to the edge of the magma lake. Waves of terrifying heat rolled toward him, warping even the air.
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