When Luohu established the Demonic Path with his body, he fused a wisp of his origin and indestructible spiritual light into the Primordial Wilderness.
Like a saint, as long as the Primordial Wilderness remained undying, Luohu could not truly die.
Seeing Luohu before him, Mo Luo's face instantly brightened with delight.
He hurriedly cried, "Patriarch!"
Hong Yuan also asked solemnly and curiously, "Luohu, what happened to you? How did you die in the Outer Heavens?"
Luohu had only just returned, and a trace of lingering fear still remained on his face.
Only upon hearing Hong Yuan's question did he suddenly snap back to his senses.
He abruptly raised his head and stared at Hong Yuan.
"Hong Yuan, watch out!" he blurted out.
Before Luohu's words had fully faded, his body suddenly disintegrated, turning into hundreds of millions of strands of black demonic qi. As though crushed apart by some supreme law, he was completely reduced to dust!
Boom—!!!
An indescribably terrifying fluctuation erupted from the place where Luohu had vanished!
That power was like the heavens collapsing and the earth overturning, like all eternity returning to ruin. In an instant, the space of the entire Demon Realm collapsed. Countless chains of laws shattered inch by inch, while even the River of Time and the river of space twisted and crumbled beneath this force!
Mo Luo did not even have time to scream before he turned to nothingness the instant he touched the fluctuation.
It was not only Mo Luo. The entire Demon Realm, along with countless hundreds of millions of Demon Race creatures, vanished with him.
All of them were swallowed by some invisible giant mouth. Not even dust remained as they utterly returned to annihilation!
Hong Yuan's pupils trembled slightly, and a chill even rose along his back.
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