The dark universe.
A man was dancing.
Liao Xing!
"Hahahaha! Did you see those zombies? They're floating around in space, unable to get close to one another, let alone evolve. They can only drift forever. I think I'll call them Cosmic Floaters—what a bunch of freaks! Serves you right!"
Laughing wildly, he flew toward a barren planet.
Beside him, Gu Qingshan mused, "Since this Evil Sacrifice technique failed to kill us, it should be over."
"Yeah, that's probably it," Liao Xing agreed.
"But why haven't we returned to the void we were in before?" Gu Qingshan asked.
The spirits of the Dust-Sealed World, Mu, and Xie Shuangyan were all in that void. If the Evil Sacrifice technique had been broken, Gu Qingshan should have been transported back there.
But at that moment, they were still in the universe.
—It wasn't over yet.
Liao Xing landed on the barren planet and looked around. "There's nothing here. It's safe. Why don't we wait here for a bit? Maybe the evil art will end soon."
Suddenly, a voice rang out:
"No, it won't end. I guarantee this art will never end."
The void stirred.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon appeared opposite them.
"You've lost," Gu Qingshan said.
"I lost one round, that's all," the Nine Faces Insect Demon replied.
Beside it, an insect demon's head floated motionless in the void, radiating an eerie aura.
The Nine Faces Insect Demon pressed a hand against the head and growled, "Sacrifice this body and let the ritual continue—"
"Multiple Fates Destruction Sacrifice, begin!"
In an instant, everything around them vanished.
Liao Xing opened his eyes.
He found himself lying in a bed.
"Ugh... What the hell? What happened?"
He sat up and looked around.
He was in a cramped room.
Gu Qingshan sat on a