Pitch-black, deathly silent, hollow—these were the hallmarks of the Netherworld.
At this moment, the phantom Netherworld forcibly summoned by Lord Mingchao and Lord Minglang stretched across the heavens, as though it would devour everything between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, crimson Great Sun light shone everywhere, actually piercing through the void and casting itself into the Netherworld.
The source of that Great Sun light was astonishingly a Golden Crow of immense size, its eyes ablaze and its aura violent and majestic.
At its side stood an equally colossal Heavenly Punishment Asura, as fierce as one embodying Heaven and Earth, a battle spear in hand as dazzling Heavenly Punishment light streamed forth as well.
"Rip!"
A sound came from within the illusory Netherworld. The Heavenly Punishment light, following close behind the Great Sun light, had actually torn it apart, producing dense cracks.
"How could this be...?"
Lord Mingchao and Lord Minglang stared wide-eyed. This was a world projection they had summoned by sacrificing their origin—it was an illusory existence. How could it have been torn apart so easily?
"Caw!"
At that moment, the Great Sun Golden Crow had already drawn close. With a piercing cry, it shot into a stretch of nether gloom in an instant.
The pitch-black nether gloom was thoroughly illuminated by crimson light. Its deathly silent, hollow aura was dispersed, and the entire nether gloom rapidly melted away beneath that crimson radiance.
"Rumble!"
At the same time, amid the terrifying boom of Heavenly Punishment, the mountain-sized battle spear in the Heavenly Punishment Asura's hand came crashing down.
The other stretch of Netherworld, already torn apart by Heavenly Punishment light and covered in dreadful cracks, was blasted apart as well.
The pitch-black, deathly silent, hollow Netherworld vanished completely. Blood gushed wildly from Lord Mingchao and Lord Minglang's mouths, while their