The deed was done, and the Heavenly Evil God had already broken free.
No matter what they said now, no matter how they cursed Maha Tian, it was all futile.
Just as everyone was at a loss.
Boom!
A vast surge of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the distant horizon, tearing through the air as it rushed toward them at tremendous speed.
Strangely, that spiritual energy possessed eight distinct attributes!
It resembled a profound eight trigrams diagram, its various attributes perfectly coordinated in an endless cycle. As they shifted and revolved, they were flawless and harmonious, without the slightest conflict.
"Good. It seems I wasn't too late!"
In the blink of an eye, the eight surges of spiritual energy crossed the distant sky and appeared above the battlefield as if teleporting. Then Lin Dong's figure emerged. He visibly let out a sigh of relief and smiled.
In his hand, he held a mangled corpse as though gripping a chick. On closer inspection, it was none other than the Dark Sky Demon Emperor!
Clearly, the moment Lin Dong had dealt with the Dark Sky Demon Emperor, he had immediately rushed toward the Northern Desolate Hills. He had not even had time to properly dispose of the corpse, as if afraid he might miss something.
Lin Dong's arrival immediately drew everyone's attention.
"The Martial Ancestor is here!" someone from the Great Thousand side cried out in delight.
The Demon Race, on the other hand, wore grim expressions.
The Dark Sky Demon Emperor really was dead—and he had died so quickly.
Though they had already prepared themselves mentally, seeing Lin Dong carry his corpse over like this was undeniably humiliating.
And how much time had even passed?
Not only had Lin Dong dealt with the Dark Sky Demon Emperor, he had also traveled