The huge black-gold centipede kept retreating. As a True King, one of the strongest beings in the present world, it actually felt a shiver of alarm—an intense discomfort.
Extreme danger lay ahead!
The once-grand Return to Truth Giant City was now reduced to rubble, but certain special paths still remained. That enormous black claw flickered with cold light, horribly sinister.
It could unsettle even a True King and inspire such powerful unease. Naturally, it had something to do with a disaster lord. The Insect King found it hard to believe. How could there be a disaster lord in this era?
In this present world, such a creature should theoretically have been impossible. There was no soil capable of nurturing a terrifying being of that level.
Could it be that an unmatched disaster lord had forcibly linked the True Land and the present world, and a monster from the real land was about to crawl out?
All around it, the Decaying Universe and the dark depths of space were collapsing soundlessly. Yet the gigantic black claw could never break through. Only the tips of its claws pierced out slightly, as though it were trapped within a mirror world.
The Insect King stared at it. Though it had no fur, only a jet-black, black-gold shell outside its body, it still felt a bone-chilling sensation, as if goosebumps were about to rise all over it.
"Mortals of the world, heed my words. Revere me, respect me, worship me, and twenty-eight true scriptures shall descend upon the world and be bestowed upon you. The light of immortality shall forever shine upon the world, keeping you safe after calamity rises. Your future shall be secure, and you shall know no worries for a hundred eras."
An inexplicable Mental Ripple spread from the claw tip that