"Not enough. That wouldn't even fill the gaps between my teeth!"
Yang Yu opened his Abyssal Maw.
Above the Godfall Deadlands, a pitch-black vortex of devouring slowly unfurled across the sky.
A roar sounded deep within the Black Hole. It was not wind, but the sound of the Hongmeng High-Pressure Cooker refining its contents at full power.
For millions of miles, the surrounding void was nearly sucked dry.
The Eighth-Step Beast Kings at the front had no chance to struggle. The moment they entered its range, their enormous bodies were swept into the Black Hole and vanished.
Billions of Fierce Beasts poured toward Yang Yu's mouth like a flood running backward against the Beast Tide.
They roared and dug their claws deep into the earth, desperate to cling to their last chance of survival.
But when the Devouring Law bore down, stones, turf, and corpses were all torn from the ground and flew skyward alongside them.
In a corner of the ruins, the One-Legged Old Man clung desperately to a broken stone pillar.
The gale lifted his feet off the ground, nearly ripping both his arms from their sockets.
Nearby, the Old Hag, with half her body missing, was worse off. She could only bite down on a root jutting from a crack in the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
She looked up at Yang Yu in the sky, her eyes bulging.
"He's not human... He's a bottomless pit!"
The storm swallowed her words the moment she spoke.
Earlier, she had hoped the billion-strong Beast Tide would wear Yang Yu down. Only now did she finally understand.
Yang Yu was not fighting the enemy.
He was at an all-you-can-eat buffet!
The devouring continued for a full quarter of an hour.
Across millions of miles, not a bird remained in the sky or