The young man who had exploited a loophole to solo-kill Azhdaha not long ago thought this, then spoke with interest to the Tyrannical Ruler, who had fallen silent after his authority had been copied.
"How could you possibly defeat a Demon King without equipment of a sufficient level?"
"I am the leader of the Sealed World. The title of Demon King is merely a slur used by you gods!"
Just as Li Zihan would feel delighted upon encountering a domain capable of devouring spirit ranks and wish to claim the Tyrannical Ruler's power for himself, the Tyrannical Ruler narrowed his eyes as he sensed the power on the War God before him.
The War God before him was undoubtedly a bizarre existence that defied the laws of Little Garden and could forcibly terminate Humanity's Final Trial. One misstep, and he himself might fall here.
But if he could erase the spirit rank of the man before him in a single blow and turn everything he possessed into nourishment for Utopia's growth, the Sealed World under his leadership would undergo unprecedented development...
Without the slightest hesitation, the Tyrannical Ruler, who regarded Dystopia's development as everything, raised his hand toward the sky and launched a fierce attack with the power that ruled this heaven and earth!
What did it matter if he had to endure some danger, so long as the Sealed World could develop further?
The Demon King, whose power extended far beyond the authority to devour the spirit ranks of all things and encompassed something even more terrifying, coldly watched the youth before him. Cruel and savage, he resembled an ancient beast awakened from slumber and desperate to feed.
Then, a platinum beam of light tore through the War God's vision.
That erupting radiance was a miracle of the skies—the