On the other side of the Malice Sea.
Sword Light filled the air, transforming into a world of ten thousand swords that suppressed the Malice Sea.
Wuchen Jun, clad in white, stood atop a long sword.
Then he looked toward the other side.
"There isn't much time left. I hope you can keep up."
He spoke calmly. His strength surpassed Primal Chaos, yet he could not kill it.
Primal Chaos was pierced again and again by Sword Light, but Malice kept condensing into a massive body, and it was slowly escaping.
The next moment.
Endless heavenly light exploded.
The Faceless Man's head burst apart.
The Malice Sea boiled and surged. The Faceless Man's fragments coalesced into a frost crown formed from countless Human Race faces wailing in agony!
The crown suppressed endless worlds and bore down on Chen Yan.
The Faceless Man disappeared.
But his shattered body had formed this crown, and beneath it, terrifying Malice surfaced around Chen Yan's body.
The sight filled everyone with dread.
"What happened to him?"
"He's being transformed!"
"Not good!"
At that moment.
Chen Yan's body suddenly turned pitch-black, burning with Malice.
His long hair turned streaked with white, and his face withered.
Time was rapidly draining away inside Chen Yan.
Something was sucking the life out of him.
The aura of death spread in an instant.
Chen Yan's eyes turned dim and cloudy, and he looked utterly decrepit.
He could feel the power of Will within him being suppressed, too.
Chen Yan looked toward the depths of the endless Malice Sea, as if sensing a terrifying gaze fixed upon him for a hundred thousand years.
But so what?
The rank of Will within Chen Yan still remained.
It stirred and blossomed.
Watching this scene.
Inside one Dao Prefecture after another.
The Dao Children