Thirty-two years later.
In one corner of the vast, boundless void world, a pitch-black nebula slowly revolved.
This was the war platform of the Tadu Legion.
Compared to several decades ago, the territory of the Tadu Nebula had expanded by a tenth. Endless Black Tide particles gathered and circulated here.
A ceaseless stream of Evil Spirit Warriors was bred and born from the trial grounds, batch after batch deployed to major planes to conquer and plunder billions of Small Worlds. The resources they gathered were then fed back into the Tadu Nebula, forming an inexhaustible cycle of plunder and war.
Their gaze pierced through the roiling black mist of the outer layers, crossing crisscrossing void rifts and the Derived Evil Spirits patrolling everywhere, reaching the deathly still space at the very core of the Black Tide Nebula.
Countless floating spheres of light, each radiating a colorful glow, hung within the space. Every sphere represented a star or a Small World. At that moment, a withered black figure as immense as a star sat cross-legged at the center of the void.
Tens of thousands of tentacles extended from his body, carpeting the entire space.
He was the Lord of Corruption, stalled at the threshold of becoming a Demon God.
For more than a century, the Lord of Corruption had been unable to take that final step.
The root of the shackles binding his state of mind lay in the enduring bond he had formed with his auxiliary eye.
Slaying Eye had symbiotically accompanied Chi since he had been a lowly Evil Spirit. They had walked through endless slaughter together, and it was Chi's only attachment throughout his long years of war.
They had spent every day together, their obsessions intertwined, long since becoming inseparable.
But the supreme path of the Black