A dignified voice sounded by his ear. Bei Dao Zhong Yin Jialan Ka's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise before he bowed toward the empty space ahead. "What are your orders?"
"You have completed the task I gave you. Naturally, I will fulfill my promise."
"From this moment onward, this layer of the Abyss will remain unshakable within the Abyss for ten thousand years."
"After ten thousand years, I will no longer protect you."
"Thank you for your grace, great ****, Sower of the End, Lord of the Final Chapter of the Mourning Abyss."
Only after that trace of power had completely dissipated did Jialan Ka slowly straighten.
At that moment, the Balrog form he had maintained for three hundred years dissolved, revealing his true form to the world.
Bei Dao Zhong Yin's face was a constantly reforming vortex. Though eyeless, he seemed to gaze upon all things. His three pairs of arms overlapped, and the resentment of living beings reflected from his fingertips.
His lower body was formless, with black liquid flowing through it. Each cycle sent sounds of mourning spreading outward.
Beneath the cover of the Law Domain, thousands of Demons gazed upon Bei Dao Zhong Yin Jialan Ka's true body. It was as though all beauty had appeared before them, and with smiles on their faces, they ultimately offered up their souls.
A mark emerged deep within his soul. It was the vessel of the authority of the Lord of the 17,375th layer of the Abyss. The Abyssal Ring, once belonging to Banuka and coveted by Legendary Demons, had been handed to him so easily by that being.
At this moment, on the 17,375th layer of the Abyss, he was an immortal existence. Hundreds of billions of Demons would all be at his command.
At the