Purgatory
Within Dimensional Space, the Mirror Heart Demon blocked the way. Before the final dead end, Ning Chen struck the crown of his own head, destroying half a lifetime of memories.
The mirror-born demon let out a shrill scream, her body trembling in agony.
Amid the blood mist scattering through the sky, Ning Chen opened his eyes and walked forward step by step.
The Mirror Heart Demon shrieked, her delicate hand transforming into sharp claws as she thrust them toward his chest.
Ning Chen stopped. His bloodied hand seized her claw, and his demonic sword swept out, cleaving the woman's body apart with a single stroke.
Her final scream resounded through Dimensional Space. The mirror-born demon vanished like smoke and dispersed like clouds.
Ahead, the bright moon shone brilliantly. The Divine Realm was already within reach. Ning Chen walked onward step by step, like a walking corpse—neither crying, nor smiling, nor speaking.
Black Chaos Demonic Qi billowed around Ning Chen. Having lost all his past, he had become a true demon.
Half a day later, at the end of Dimensional Space, Ning Chen emerged. The scenery around him shifted, revealing before him a bizarre and dazzling world unlike anything he had ever seen, enough to leave one in wonder.
In the void, colossal structures stood suspended like castles, towering and magnificent.
The Rising Sun Divine Palace was one of the Divine Realm's foremost powers, all because of one man—the Rising Sun God!
Before the Divine Palace stood two figures, a man and a woman. The man wore golden battle armor, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in bearing.
Beside him, the woman possessed peerless beauty. Her moon-white gown fluttered in the wind.
"He has come."
The Rising Sun God spoke calmly. "Unfortunately, his memories have been utterly destroyed. He has no