"Hmm?"
The demon god's demonic-looking head turned slightly. For the first time, a trace of humanlike surprise flickered in its scarlet bloodshot eye.
"Hong Chen Dao? That obscure art that was lost long ago... Interesting."
It seemed to recognize the origin of this power.
But in the next instant, that hint of surprise was replaced by even deeper disdain and savagery.
"Too bad—it's too weak!"
Vmmm—!!!
The blood-red vertical eye between the demon god's brows, constantly oozing filthy blood and radiating endless ominousness and deathly silence, suddenly glared!
A purer, more ancient, and colder will of "destruction" and "deathly silence" erupted with a thunderous boom!
Like the core of black ice that had remained frozen for eternity!
Like absolute nothingness at the end of an era!
This will slammed viciously into the mortal world's roiling sea of red dust, brimming with "vitality" and "change"!
Ssssss—!!!
A sound that made one's teeth ache rang out.
The Red Dust Chains that had wound themselves around the demon god seemed to have encountered their natural nemesis. The instant they made contact, they began to hiss as they were violently corroded and dissolved!
The scenes of joy and sorrow, reunion and separation carried upon the chains rapidly dimmed and shattered.
The chains themselves also became illusory and transparent, their power draining away at tremendous speed!
"Urgh!"
Hong Chen Dao suffered a thunderous blow. He groaned and staggered uncontrollably, his complexion paling by a shade.
His Hong Chen Great Dao was indeed unfathomably profound.
But what was contained within the opponent's blood eye was the ultimate will of termination, originating from the Ancient God-Demon Battlefield, settling for who knew how many billions upon billions of years and condensed from the resentments of countless fallen gods and devils!
In essence, it countered everything involving "life" and