He held a long stone staff, its tip angled toward the void beneath his feet.
An Ancestor God who had embarked on the Stone Being Path.
"Destroy the Nine Provinces and bathe in the blood of all living things!"
His voice was cold and fanatical, rolling across the entire sky through the rift.
"Here in the Nine Provinces, we shall forge the supreme foundation of our path to becoming Stone Man Kings!"
He intended to use this world's living beings' essence blood and its civilization's fortune to embark once more on the path of transformation into a Stone Man King.
As for Babula, who had died before the gateway, a dead Ancestor God was nothing but a useless, discarded pawn in his eyes.
Above the clouds, Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan stood with his sacred sword in hand. His gaze sharpened at the sight of those petrified palms, and he raised an eyebrow.
"A Stone Being?"
"Nothing but a failure."
Wang Xuan's voice came from the bridge, utterly unruffled.
He had killed dozens of Stone Beings like this in the Death World.
Especially those who had failed their transformation, escaped death through some unknown means, and somehow still emerged to wage war on the Nine Provinces.
The Stone Being's gaze turned icy as he fixed his eyes on Wang Xuan.
But Wang Xuan had already turned toward Xuanyuan above the clouds, issuing instructions in a tone that brooked no argument.
"Stay in the Nine Provinces. Oversee the situation and protect the living beings of every province."
"Leave the enemies in Beyond the Heavens to me."
After a moment's consideration, Xuanyuan nodded solemnly.
"I leave Beyond the Heavens in your hands."
Wang Xuan said no more.
The Heaven-Piercing Death Bridge beneath his feet suddenly shuddered. Rather than retreating, it surged forward, carrying him