At the edge of the world, two crystal-white spider corpses lay quietly amid the rubble. Their bodies were completely intact, but their simple faces still held traces of terror.
Beneath the enormous spider bodies was a frail figure. He slowly rose to his feet without a hint of fluctuation, yet gave off a powerful sense of danger, as if one were facing a primordial beast. It made one's hair stand on end.
The lean figure flicked his hand. The two white spiders hovering above his head instantly turned to ash, their white points of light merging into the shadow.
The figure looked up at the dim sky and murmured to himself, "It's time to leave. Yes, the days of barely clinging to life should come to an end."
"Though I still have some questions. Who am I? Luo Hou? It seems I am, and yet I am not. I've always lived in someone else's shadow. Perhaps it's time to pursue my own life."
"I entered the Dao through slaughter and defended the Dao through slaughter. Then I'll make a name for myself through slaughter."
"Slaughter is for the Dao of this world. I'll also carry out a glorious slaughter across the land. Hahaha! I'll take the name Lu Tian and announce my existence to the world."
As he spoke, a surge of killing intent burst from him and shot straight into the sky. Like a sharp sword, it slashed viciously at the world.
The strike shook the entire edge of the primordial world. The earth's crust trembled as if shivering, and the mountains split apart, cracks spreading like a spiderweb. Where the crust was thin, magma surged and volcanoes rose from the flatlands.
The sky fared no better. The void trembled without end, reaching a peak in an instant. A