"Is it finally my turn?" Darkness Demon Ancestor muttered within a jet-black sealed space.
At this moment, Darkness Demon Ancestor sat upon a throne, with Bright Blue Demon Ancestor, who followed him, at his side.
Darkness Demon Ancestor had named this throne the "Darkness Throne." Perhaps because it had been steeped in quite a bit of Source Power of Rules from Darkness Demon Ancestor, this originally unremarkable Darkness Throne now possessed considerable quality as well.
This Darkness Space had been adjusted for him by Undying Supreme.
Undying Supreme himself had not expended much power. Most of the power had come from Darkness Demon Ancestor himself, for aside from the Power Law, what he excelled at was Dark Source Power.
Undying Supreme was merely the one pulling the strings from behind the scenes.
Suddenly notified that it was time for him to make his move, Darkness Demon Ancestor unexpectedly felt a little reluctant to leave.
Even Darkness Demon Ancestor did not know exactly what he was reluctant to part with.
Could it be this damned Material Star Realm that had always rejected him? Could it be the Evil Tide Civilization where he had grown up and lived for hundreds of thousands of years? Or perhaps those other familiar, or unfamiliar, faces of the Devil Race?
Darkness Demon Ancestor was not a sentimental man. He had always pursued the strongest power and a higher path.
When dazzling light appeared before Darkness Demon Ancestor and even converged into a line at the center of his brow, Darkness Demon Ancestor rose from his throne and was about to step forward.
Suddenly, Bright Blue Demon Ancestor beside him grabbed hold of him.
At this moment, Bright Blue Demon Ancestor's blue-purple eyes seemed to contain countless words and emotions.
Yet she said nothing, merely looking at