In the Immortal Realm, the dark Death God descended. His overwhelmingly powerful strength shook all the mighty warriors of the Human Realm.
At the critical moment, Ning Chen emerged from his tribulation, raising a hand to block Death God's scythe.
Light and darkness collided. Ning Chen raised his hand, drawing upon the light power of the Immortal Realm and forcefully resisting the dark Death God.
"Hmm?"
Mingyuan focused his gaze. The Death Scythe swept out, its deathly light blazing.
Ning Chen stepped forward, the light power around him surging to its utmost, his might multiplying severalfold.
The Immortal Realm reopened after a hundred years of achievement. Across the major star domains of the Human Realm, countless mortals watched the Immortal Realm shrouded in clouds and mist above the horizon and fell to their knees in worship.
Hope—beneath the apocalypse, even the faintest glimmer of light was like a life-saving straw, one that people would grasp at regardless of the cost.
Light had returned to the Human Realm. Above the Immortal Realm, the light power surrounding Ning Chen grew ever stronger, intimidating the darkness.
"When we meet again, you have changed!"
Amid the fierce battle, Mingyuan detected the change in the opponent before him and said coldly.
"Thank you. I accept that praise without shame!"
Ning Chen swung his sword, knocking aside the Death Scythe, and replied without the slightest politeness.
Mingyuan snorted coldly and raised his hand, pouring forth his power. Dark energy rolled like tidal waves, overturning heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Ning Chen showed no weakness. He poured out his power and drew in energy, his light power continuously rising and illuminating the Human Realm.
The Immortal Slaying Sword and the Death Scythe collided, their shockwaves shaking the universe, their divine might stirring the Nine Provinces.
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