At last, the chaotic battlefield returned to silence.
The Key of Doors stood above the void and slowly walked forward...
The salty, bloody sea breeze swept across the battlefield. The five chief gods and seven Human Apexes had almost completely lost their ability to fight. Countless figures drifted atop the crimson sea. Other than the figure standing on the water in a mud-stained Kasaya, no one stood before the Key of Doors.
"So, you simply can't stop me." The Key of Doors gazed at that face and spoke slowly. "Even with humanity's greatest warriors gathered here, you couldn't delay me for even three minutes... Humanity has no hope left."
"Is that so? Is that the future you saw?" Faced with the Key of Doors' oppressive presence, the Destiny Monk did not retreat in the slightest. He answered calmly, "If humanity truly has no hope... why are you in such a hurry to kill us and destroy An Qingyu's soul? Why are you in such a hurry... Who are you afraid of?"
The Key of Doors' brow furrowed slightly.
"Humanity is not without hope. You saw it long ago—the future that held a sliver of possibility... You want to snuff that future out in its cradle, because the longer you drag this out, the lower your chances of victory become." The Destiny Monk paused for a moment. "And while I am saying this... how much have your chances fallen?"
"I admit that you are very clever. You can even glimpse my thoughts... but that changes nothing." The Key of Doors spoke slowly. "An Qingyu's soul is nearly completely worn away by me. As for you... I will not waste time killing you here. Stay here and watch with your own eyes as I destroy humanity."
"Waste time killing me?" The Destiny