Xuan Mo looked at the wounded Creator God without the slightest trace of pity. He knew that, for the sake of his ambition, this enemy before him had already embarked on an irreversible path of destruction. Unless he defeated him completely, the entire world would plunge into an abyss of eternal ruin.
After steadying himself, the Creator God panted heavily. His body trembled slightly, and the Dark Power had become somewhat unstable as well. Yet his gaze remained vicious, filled with unwillingness and fury. "Do you think this is enough to defeat me? I am the Creator God! I won't be defeated so easily by an outsider like you!"
Xuan Mo let out a cold laugh. "Your end has come. Today will be the day of your downfall." With that, he raised the blade in his hand once more. The Chaos radiance on it was even more dazzling than before. Within the light, countless Primordial Wilderness creatures seemed to be roaring. It was the power from the birth of the universe—the power where life and destruction intertwined.
The Creator God sensed this power, which was so formidable that it terrified him, and knew he could not simply wait for death. Enduring his pain, he once again deeply merged himself with the Dark Power, attempting to draw even more energy from that evil force. Black lightning appeared around his body, leaping across his skin. Each bolt contained enough energy to destroy an entire city.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Mo launched his final attack. His entire body shot toward the Creator God like a meteor burning with Chaos flames. The blade in his hand dragged out a long tail of light, and everywhere that light passed, space was utterly shattered into a stretch of chaotic nothingness.
The Creator God also unleashed