Hell Emerges, the King of Volume Appears, the Benevolent Palm Commands Troops, and Heaven's Dao Is Conquered!

Ancestor Minghe Mo cursed inwardly. He had gone too far with the killing earlier—taking heads and bursting gold had felt so good—but now he had drawn all the fire and firmly attracted the aggro.

Houtu held the sun and moon in her hands and plucked the stars from the sky. Where in this world could there be another person like her?

The surging fluctuations that could shatter Ancient Times All Heavens shook even the historical scroll of the entire Witch and Yao Epoch!

To accomplish such a feat without Pangu's body... It was certainly impressive, but the resulting karma was also overwhelming and terrifying beyond measure.

However, as time passed, Her Majesty Nuwa, who had gradually lost everything, no longer cared so much.

The Human Race had won the struggle for supremacy over the world. There was no longer anything she needed to worry about.

Yet the loyal subordinates who had followed her had either died or been crippled, all of them withering away.

At this moment, she only wanted justice—to speak up for the honest people of the world!

Ancestor Minghe Mo had happened to walk right into the line of fire.

When that palm, which blotted out the sky and turned the cosmos into emptiness, descended, the Mo Ancestor, who had been striding forward proudly to slay the Heavenly Dao, instantly became feeble. Half his body shattered as he spat blood and was blasted backward.

My useless teammates have screwed me over. They can't be counted on!

The Mo Ancestor sighed inwardly, grumbling without end as he cursed the Destiny Master. Whether this was Fuxi or some substitute worker filling in for him, not coming out to help at a time like this was simply too outrageous!

Yet the two Black Hands being cursed and criticized were currently