Boom!
On the other side, the demon god behind the Dimensional Gate finally stepped completely through the portal and descended into the dimension.
With his appearance, the dimension crowned him. Infinite glory gathered upon him, unfolding into splendor vast and magnificent.
And with his descent, every Eternal and Immortality being underwent a drastic change of expression, for they saw the demon god's face clearly.
At the same time, an involuntary thought arose within them: after all this, Zhao Cheng still wasn't dead?!
They had never seen anything so hard to kill.
Even the other three invincible beings beyond all ranks had their thoughts stirred at this moment. They had never imagined that someone had already developed such an aura.
They did not mistake the demon god before them for Zhao Cheng.
Because they understood that both his present form and the name Cheng were a kind of destiny, a kind of fixed fate.
The so-called Zhao Cheng from before had merely been a packaging box, shaped under the influence of what it contained. He was not the true "Zhao Cheng," or rather, the true "Cheng."
The true "Cheng" was a supreme affinity, a supreme force—the strongest Dao, the highest law. It transcended infinite time, stood above infinite space, went everywhere without measure, had neither beginning nor end, was boundless and endless, fixed by no fate and subject to no tribulation. Across heaven and earth, throughout all time and space, it was the greatest inconceivability of all.
At some unknown point, the force called "Cheng" had descended upon this dimension, resetting it time and again and giving rise to countless "shells."
Later, fragments from the dimensional realm of Heavenly Origin fell here as well. Those things, too, had been drawn over by the force of "Cheng."
And according to their observations,