Desolate starry sky!
Dark Demon!
This "balded" savage demon head charged forward with its head down, carving a crimson trail through the stars!
Within the Dark Demon, only Shenxi Xingtian remained, a lone commander without even a single follower.
He had lost far more thoroughly than his son.
At that moment, he sat upon his throne, having finished listening to the war report Tianxi had sent.
The instant the communication stone went dark, the Main Hall plunged into utter darkness.
Just like the dark clan's future, bleak beyond measure.
The darkness lasted for a long, long time. Outsiders could not possibly see how the lofty king of the dark clan struggled and tore himself apart after suffering such a crushing defeat, after even the chance to turn the tables had completely vanished.
This rout was at least ten times more miserable than his defeat against Yi Daiyan and retreat from Swordgod Star.
Throughout the entire Infinitum Mundus, the authority the dark clan had built over tens of millions of years had been utterly shattered!
This was an avalanche!
However devastating the avalanche was, that was how violently Shenxi Xingtian's heart was being torn apart.
"Hehe—"
After a long while, a sinister, miserable laugh echoed through the dark Main Hall.
It lingered without fading.
The suppressed, heart-rending agony hidden in that laugh was enough to bring tears to any listener's eyes.
"Good, good. Defeated beyond recovery, back to the same starting line as them, fallen straight into hell, with no burdens left."
After saying that, he continued to laugh bitterly.
In truth, he had never held much hope for Tianxi, so he had been mentally prepared for this moment.
He simply had not expected the result to be even more miserable than he had imagined.
They had even bought over the