Unprecedented power, an unprecedented peak—the ultimate of Gods and Demons, perfection beyond perfection!
Gods and Demons Great Perfection!
A realm of power transcending all Gods and Demons.
His body looked human, but in truth, he could no longer be considered human. He was a mass of energy, a mass of matter, a stretch of space-time. His Gods and Demons Body had form, yet was formless; it existed, yet was beyond existence.
An existence beyond imagination—such was the power of the Path of Gods and Demons.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. His silver gaze was cold and vast, as if it contained a perfect universe. Time, space, matter, and energy were all within it, forming endless worlds.
Even Little Stone Emperor was shaken. This was his final remnant, and he suddenly realized how narrow his perspective had been. He had entered the Emperor Realm, becoming an existence the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens could not contain. He had thought he'd reached the pinnacle of the Dao. Though others throughout the ages had stood at the same realm as him, none could possibly surpass him.
And so he had departed without regret.
But in this moment, he finally understood how insignificant he was.
The so-called peak was nothing more than a frog in a well gazing at the sky.
The power He Heng displayed now seemed to transcend everything, incomparably more terrifying than the peak he had once believed in.
He had a feeling that the other man could kill his peak self with a single finger!
What kind of terrifying realm was this?
"Gods and Demons Great Perfection?" He suddenly recalled a term the other man had used earlier. His illusory form, on the verge of collapse, gazed at He Heng with yearning.
He Heng nodded to him and slowly said,