In the cosmos beyond Douluo Planet.
The God King of Destruction stood with his hands behind his back, his broad purple-black cloak snapping in the windless void.
He glanced down at the planet beneath his feet, shrouded in a faint halo, then turned to Qian Xunji beside him.
"We'll wait for him here."
"Douluo Planet is right below us. If Asura can't swallow this insult and decides to descend in person, this is the point he has to pass through to cross realms, whether he wants to settle the score with you or protect that mortal."
Qian Xunji nodded slightly. The Asura God would certainly come. It was only a matter of time.
They waited less than half the time it took to drink a cup of tea.
From the far reaches of the pitch-black cosmos, a streak of blood-red light hurtled straight toward Douluo Planet.
Sensing the familiar divine power ahead, the speeding streak of blood-red light abruptly stopped several hundred meters away.
The red glow dissipated, revealing the Asura God in person.
He wore the dark-red Asura God Armor and carried the true Super Divine Artifact, the Asura Blood Sword. Clearly, he had come prepared-or rather, he had come looking for a fight.
The Asura God's gaze first fell on the God King of Destruction. His advance halted, and his expression abruptly darkened.
Then his gaze shifted, and he saw Qian Xunji standing shoulder to shoulder with the God King of Destruction.
At that sight, the Asura God's face grew utterly grim.
When he had sensed his projection's destruction in the Divine Realm, he had found it strange. How could a mere human from the lower realm have wielded a sword strike imbued with the aura of destruction?
Why did he possess half-step God King cultivation?
Why had