What a world-shaking scene!
A Demon Marshal should have been running rampant, unstoppable, sweeping through the Underworld and defeating all opponents, flattening the entire Underworld System.
But now, he had met with disaster!
A peerlessly elegant Female Saint—the supreme and exalted Empress Houtu—had casually stepped on him!
Under that foot, the Demon Marshal's flesh and bones shattered like broken porcelain... He was almost crushed to death on the spot!
"Gaaaah!"
Ying Zhao roared furiously and fought back. His blood and divine power boiled, displaying an unparalleled divine might. Creation and destruction unfolded as countless visions of universes and All Heavens appeared. The myriad Laws and myriad Spirits came to life. He seemed almost to stand at the end of the Great Dao, deriving all existence from "nothing," his aura filling the Underworld.
In an instant, his divine aura swept across the land, resonating through the ages. His divine might became eternal. Up and down the River of Time, throughout the Three Realms, the Six Paths, and All Heavens, countless "Ying Zhaos" appeared together, shouting and battling... His heartbeat boomed like thunder, while his attacks flashed like lightning illuminating the world. Every instant of brilliance brought about the destruction of an entire universe. The rumbling Dao tones sounded like heavenly decrees—proclaiming, blessing, and seemingly elevating him to the absolute limit!
At the most critical moment, hovering on the border between life and death, Ying Zhao went berserk. His battle prowess seemed about to break through its shackles and step into that supreme, wondrous world that seemed to be right before him, yet also separated by endless distance!
It seemed to have some effect.
As time perished and the Great Dao turned to nothingness, Ying Zhao's true body and magic form blurred. It seemed as though he was about to enter an