Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea

"Not good!"

Within the mist, the Devil Race's Supreme Immortal King Giant sensed that something was terribly wrong. His heartbeat accelerated; every cell in his body screamed and roared, warning him of danger!

One Twin-pupiled one was already difficult enough to deal with.

And now there was that even more monstrous and bizarre Huang...

He was afraid he was in danger too!

"You..."

At that moment, the Twin-pupiled one's voice sounded beside his ear. "Still not enlightened?"

"My good little brother has already succeeded. As a Twin-pupiled one, as an invincible supreme being, how could I possibly fall behind others?"

"Are you ready?"

"If you are."

"Then go die."

The Devil Race's Supreme Immortal King Giant's eyes widened as he growled, "What kind of joke is this? How could I possibly be so easily—"

Buzz!

Before he could finish speaking.

A pair of enormous double pupils suddenly filled his vision.

No!

Rather, he had entered the sight of those enormous double pupils.

Those eyes were far too vast!

They seemed to occupy the entire firmament, and also seemed as though the double pupils themselves were the heavens of this spacetime!

Though a Supreme Immortal King Giant was powerful, compared to the 'heavens,' he was ultimately far too insignificant.

At that moment, boundless desolation filled his heart.

He actually felt like a negligible ant between heaven and earth, even like one that was born in the morning and died by dusk, never living to see the next day's sunrise...

A mayfly!

Beneath those eyes of heaven, he sensed his own insignificance, sensed the vastness of heaven and earth, and even developed a world-weary feeling.

He...

Was so tiny, merely an ant. Why keep struggling?

Why not accept fate?

Though a mayfly lived only from dawn to dusk, its life was brief,