Within the mustard-seed space, as the Demon Seed disintegrated, the space itself began to collapse. The dim sky shattered like a mirror, while the ground took on the "muddiness" of returning to chaos.
This supreme being, who had arrived on Earth a century ago in the form of a meteorite, had finally returned to His original world.
The white man in a suit and white dress shirt bowed devoutly.
"Farewell, great deity!"
Then he looked at the demigods and said, "The spatial passage can only remain open for a short time. We should enter the Sun Instance."
He took the lead in flying up and merging into the enduring purple beam, instantly being "teleported" away.
Old Mc, Hex Dragon, Illusion God... followed close behind, charging into the purple light.
Asura watched their disappearing backs. The head on his left looked toward the Fear Heavenly King, its voice deep as a drum.
"You sent Magic Eye into the Battle of Zhuolu instance?"
That head had eyes like bronze bells, its pupils crimson. When it stared at someone, it felt as though they were being watched by an abyss. The Fear Heavenly King felt a chill rise in his heart despite himself, then curled his lips.
"He was desperate to die, so I granted his wish."
The head on Asura's left spoke coldly.
"His conviction and will are stronger than yours. If he earns the favor of a supreme being in the instance, you'll be in danger."
The Fear Heavenly King touched his silver earring and shrugged indifferently. "I'm looking forward to it."
The two of them then plunged into the purple pillar of light.
Spirit Realm.
A purple pillar of light pierced through the galaxy, wielding unstoppable power as it forcibly opened the Sun Instance.
The demigods outside the instance