"Crash!!"
The River of Time surged violently as Zhou Tong stood alone upon it, gazing across the Myriad Worlds.
At this moment, the temporal mist dispersed along with the fall of the Golden-Eyed Immortal Emperor, allowing Zhou Tong to clearly see the great battle upon the Sea of Worlds.
"Nine Netherworld Destruction!!" World-Ending Old Man roared wildly. Behind him emerged the projection of the Nine Netherworld Howler, its body billowing with black radiance as it stood proudly atop the boundless Sea of Worlds, incomparably vast.
Amid a terrifying rumble, World-Ending Old Man fused with the Nine Netherworld Howler projection, erupting with a dreadful aura of world destruction that made the Myriad Worlds tremble and reduced countless shattered realms to ashes.
The Sea of Worlds, already formed from an unknown number of fragmented realms, began to split apart and collapse.
"World-Ending Old Man truly deserves his title of 'World-Ending.' This power is indeed incomparably formidable, a step beyond my Nine Netherworld Howler True Fate." Zhou Tong's gaze was profound as he carefully savored World-Ending Old Man's Dao.
World-Ending Old Man could be said to have brought the racial advantages of the Nine Netherworld Howler to their utmost limit.
Among the Ten Fiends, the Nine Netherworld Howler was inferior to the Sky Horn Ant in strength, to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in offensive sharpness, to the Phoenix in vitality, and to the Kunpeng in speed. In life and death, transformation, primordial spirit, spacetime, and imposing aura, it was also inferior to the Thunder Emperor, True Dragon, God-Striking Stone, Gu, and Kirin.
Yet the Nine Netherworld Howler's greatest strength was its own savage ferocity. This race was arguably the most "sinister" among the Ten Fiends. Its Dao was pure death and destruction.
World-Ending Old Man had grown by following this path to its