"Kill!"
The fused monster exuded an incomparably terrifying aura, releasing surging, dense black clouds—the most dreadful primordial power of darkness. Threads of gray mist and white baleful energy also gathered over its body.
Zhou Tong's gaze sharpened. Those substances were not merely the Black Blood of this era, but also the Gray Mist of the future Sacred Ruins Era, as well as the White Fiend from the previous era.
No one knew how much of this strange substance the fused monster contained. All manner of bizarre and ominous materials could be found within it.
Naturally, Dark Matter remained the main component, while the other substances played supporting roles.
As the monster erupted with its full strength, the entire Foreign Realm shattered in an instant.
The Foreign Realm, which had stood for countless eras, completely fell apart at that moment. The whole world split into more than a dozen pieces. Those below the immortal level could never pass between them.
Zhou Tong was also locked in battle with the fused monster.
It had to be said that the monster's strength had indeed risen enormously after fusing, and it was a qualitative leap. After Zhou Tong put away the Hegemonic Bell and the Soaring Sky Sword, he unexpectedly failed to take down the monster in a short time.
But the monster was ultimately at the end of its strength. After tens of thousands of fierce exchanges, its reserves ran dry, and it steadily retreated.
Meanwhile, Zhou Tong only grew fiercer as he fought. Overbearing and unstoppable, he charged forward to kill, battling the monster at close quarters. He struck repeatedly with heavy blows, making the fused monster's entire body tremble violently as cracks spread across it.
"You've already lost. Surrender without resistance!" Zhou Tong said.
"Impossible! I'll drag you down with me!!"