Excitement flashed in Evil God's eyes.
The spear formed from destruction jiao plunged into Luo Zheng's head without resistance and pierced through his body.
Even as he killed Luo Zheng, Evil God released a strand of creation jiao, forming a star-shaped cage around Luo Zheng's shattered corpse.
Of course, what he wanted to imprison was not Luo Zheng's corpse, but "Cong," which dwelled within it.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
A glowing sphere emerged from Luo Zheng's corpse.
The sphere slammed frantically against the star-shaped cage, but the cage fashioned from creation jiao was extraordinarily unusual. It held Cong firmly trapped inside.
Evil God slowly descended beside the cage and studied the mysterious sphere, his face brimming with satisfaction.
"Though the Twelve Grid World's energy comes in only two forms, creation jiao and destruction jiao, they can actually undergo countless transformations. This cage is a divine ability my two billion brothers devised. It's just the thing to imprison you," Evil God said.
Cong's voice came from within the glowing sphere, tinged with astonishment. "This is the Star-Shaped Cage. It can exploit the advantages of creation jiao to their utmost. You've only just mastered this energy, yet you've already comprehended it?"
"My talent is beyond your imagination," Evil God said with a trace of pride. "You won't regret being devoured by me. Give me everything you have!"
"In your dreams!"
Cong's voice carried grief and fury as it slammed frantically against the cage.
But no matter how fiercely it battered it, the Star-Shaped Cage did not budge.
"A meaningless struggle..."
With that, Evil God raised his hand slightly. The Star-Shaped Cage began shrinking, leaving Cong less and less room until it was confined without the slightest space to spare.
"I hear you're the being who created the Downgrader, a sovereign of the highest