"Are they dead?"
The saints of the myriad heavens and worlds all wore grave expressions. To be honest, they had no confidence at all in killing the Abyssal Demon Tree and the Devil Master. No matter how great the power of the Stellar Burst Talismans was, they might not be able to kill beings beyond all conventional measure.
Yet deep down, they also believed that beneath such a terrifying explosion, not even gods should have been able to survive.
"North Nether!"
Void Patriarch, Carefree Patriarch, and the other Human Race patriarchs sent worried divine-sense messages, wanting to know North Nether Saint's current condition. After all, North Nether Saint had been near the heart of the explosion just moments ago.
"I'm fine."
At that moment, North Nether Saint's voice came through, though it was incomparably weak.
"That's wonderful. You're alive."
Carefree Patriarch and the others all breathed sighs of relief.
At the same time, however, they were shocked by the Authority: Unyielding inherited by North Nether Saint. To survive even such an explosion—this ability was simply too heaven-defying. Did it have no limits at all?!
"Though I'm not dead, the Devil Master isn't dead either."
North Nether Saint spoke in a grave voice.
What?!
The expressions of the Human Race patriarchs changed drastically. They had prepared so many methods precisely to destroy the Abyssal Demon Tree and the Devil Master. Yet now, even their final measure had failed to kill the Devil Master. What kind of joke was this?
Rumble!
As soon as the words fell, the dense fog at the center of the explosion dispersed. An enormous Abyssal Demon Tree still stood tall in the void, radiating boundless demonic qi as deep as the abyss.
The Devil Master, too, stood unscathed before the Abyssal Demon Tree, exuding unrivaled demonic might.