Although Hell was confident in itself, it was still a gamble.
But now, Hell had nothing left to fear.
In its confrontation with the Soul King, Hell unleashed an unprecedented miasma, a Dark Energy capable of corroding all positive forces.
This miasma differed from any known poison or energy in the world. It contained the purest malice and despair from the depths of Hell, as though it heralded the End of All Things.
It could not only corrode matter, but also erode souls, transforming all positive and uplifting power into nothingness, leaving behind only deathly silence and desolation.
With Hell's roar, the miasma was finally unleashed mercilessly upon this world.
Like a black tide, it surged violently onward. Wherever it passed, all things withered and life vanished. The air filled with a suffocating stench—the scent of souls being torn apart and hope being devoured.
The miasma contained endless resentment and curses, which transformed into invisible tentacles that sought to drag every life form into an endless abyss.
Faced with such a horrifying sight, even the lofty Soul King could not help furrowing his eyebrows.
When Quincy Power and Hell Miasma met in the air, they became like the two poles of a magnet, attracting and repelling each other as they erupted with earth-shaking Energy Waves.
Light and darkness intertwined, while roars and silence coexisted. It was as though the entire world had been torn apart in that instant, exposing its most primal and chaotic side.
Yet shockingly, although Quincy Power was incomparably powerful, the Hell Miasma seemed to possess life, constantly regenerating and expanding as though it could never be completely destroyed.
The Hell Miasma appeared to have an inexhaustible source, constantly pouring out from the depths of Hell to replenish what had been consumed on the battlefield.
Even though