With every punch he threw, Chen Fan channeled the force into the earth. The ground shattered faster and faster. The demon noticed it too. Chen Fan was bleeding from all seven orifices, and it seemed as though the demon's next strike would bring him down. Yet after who knew how many "next strikes," Chen Fan was still standing despite being covered in blood, like a towering mountain millions upon millions of meters high. The demon finally felt fear. This was his world, and he could feel it falling apart.
"Stop! Stop! Don't destroy this world anymore! I'll give this thing back to you. I'll send you away. I don't want the Devil Fruits anymore. You can have them all!" the demon said, staring at Chen Fan in terror.
Chen Fan forced a smile. "Sorry, it's too late." He poured all kinds of power into the planet's core and directly detonated the planet.
"You bastard!!! I won't let you get away with this!!" the demon roared before his body vanished. He would not die; as long as Devil Fruits existed, he would not die. However, no one knew how many tens of thousands of years it would take before he regained consciousness. The plaque in Chen Fan's hand fell away, and Chen Fan hurriedly caught it.
"Boom...!!!" The planet began to crack apart, then exploded outright.
Space trembled before shattering, opening a hole. This world was pressed tightly against the world of Pirate King. Chen Fan could even see what the Pirate King world looked like. The sea was still so blue, so beautiful. He wanted to go over, because with his current strength, it would be difficult for him to survive in the passage. He needed sufficient rest.
But although it was clearly within reach, Chen Fan could not cross