"The two scraps of paper have yet to fuse. We can weaken them, capture them, carve words onto them, then send them back into the Land of Eternal Silence."
The Number One Existence among the contraband items was indeed confident. The moment it opened its mouth, it proposed all sorts of forceful measures, intending to target the Kill List and test it.
The colossal demon Gu Sanming nodded. "Makes sense. This time, we truly cast the bait and hooked many incarnations of Outer Saints, evil gods, and evil spirits. There are even true bodies of Supreme Beings. The sacrifices are plentiful—enough for however we want to toss them around."
"The Great Dao tides at the Supernatural Center are surging. What are those fiercest evil spirits preparing to do?"
In the desolate outer universe, true gods, Hard Cultivators, holy spirits, and others opened eyes in the darkness, once again staring at that dazzling land that had appeared like a lighthouse suddenly emerging through fog during a lost voyage.
"They really dared to do it. They're capturing the Kill List there as if they were scooping up fish."
In the frigid outer universe, even peerless Great Evil Spirits that had lived for more than twenty epochs revealed strange expressions. Standing at the end of darkness, they looked down upon the sole land of light amid layer upon layer of Great Universes.
Even more ancient beings brought their most valued disciples out of the Decaying Land to observe in secret, making them remember that some "existences" could not be touched. As early as the Old Saint period, they had already been colossal fiends.
"Who is that? Spinning the prayer wheel with a blade, using both blade and feet, chopping and stomping without pause—he has no respect at all for that ancient paper,