That figure towered far above a Ninth-Order Great Demon, standing a full ten thousand zhang tall, its entire body wreathed in thick Demonic Flames as dark as ink.
Wherever the Demonic Flames passed, space melted away outright, and even the chaotic aura sizzled as it burned.
Three vertical pupils grew from its head. There was not the slightest trace of emotion in them—only endless destruction and desolation.
Every time its pupils shifted, the light between heaven and earth suddenly dimmed another shade.
An eerie blood-red Demonic Rune was carved between its brows, echoing the Demonic Runes on the altar from afar. It radiated pressure so dreadful that it seemed capable of shattering the souls of men, several times mightier than the pressure that had seeped from the blood pillars before.
Just a trace of its leaking aura made the souls of every cultivator within Xuan Guang Heaven Realm tremble. The Integration Stage cultivators fared even worse, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths as the meridians throughout their bodies snapped inch by inch.
Its body was covered in heavy black scales, and ancient Demonic Runes densely covered every scale.
Each scale was like a small mountain, glinting with a cold, chilling light.
Even the corrosive power of Su Fan's Evil Spirit Domain could leave only a faint white mark upon those scales before being swallowed completely by the Demonic Flames.
Its arms were thick as pillars supporting the heavens, its fingertips sharp as peerless devil blades. The slightest movement produced a shrill sound of space being torn apart.
A single drop of demonic fluid falling from its fingertip landed on the earth and instantly corroded a black hole ten thousand zhang deep.
Demonic aura spilled from the black hole, actually infecting the surrounding space and leaving it permanently damaged.