In the human realm, the final pure land, Bridges of Great Dao appeared one after another, jointly welcoming the Lord of Darkness, who had broken through to the Creation Realm.
The Underworld King had fallen. The most terrifying being suppressing the Great Dao had vanished, and Creation Realm Saints emerged one after another, their pressure incomparably terrifying.
Above the void, golden light, seven-colored rosy light, and white radiance spread. Upon the Bridges of Great Dao, three Creation Realm Saints emerged, standing in the void with faint smiles on their faces—peaceful, yet filled with an inviolable holiness.
Creation Saints—the most powerful beings since ancient times. They had achieved the Dao through themselves and transcended all things.
In the skies, the Ink Lord wreathed in seven-colored rosy light, the Golden Light Saint suffused in golden radiance, and the White Lotus Saint blazing in white light all looked toward the newly ascended Lord of Darkness and nodded in greeting.
Faced with the goodwill of the three Creation Saints, even the Lord of Darkness did not dare act arrogantly, returning their greeting.
"Lord of Darkness, you have reached the Creation Realm. It is no longer suitable for you to remain in the human realm. Why not leave with us?" the White Lotus Saint said with a smile.
The Lord of Darkness focused his mind, then nodded lightly. "Respectfully, I shall comply."
Having said this, the Lord of Darkness spoke no more and stepped toward the skies.
"You are not going anywhere!"
In the void, a grim look flashed across Ning Chen's face. He stepped into the air, phoenix fire rising around him once more. Forming a sword with two fingers, he slashed toward the Lord of Darkness, who was about to depart.
"My good disciple, do not meddle in this matter!"
At that moment,