All of a sudden!
The sky darkened!
The sphere in the Angel Clan demigod's hand trembled excitedly, as though welcoming something.
The three demigods' eyes were filled with terror and disbelief. In an instant, without the slightest warning, without any omen, without any abnormality... heaven and earth plunged into darkness. In the darkness around them, it seemed countless ghosts and monsters were howling, screaming, and peering at them.
The greed and disdain in those gazes, along with that lofty indifference, were crystal clear.
The three demigods were terrified.
At this point, no matter how foolish they were, they realized something was wrong.
Whatever it was, it had easily evaded their senses and instantly shrouded such a vast region. One could imagine that the existence controlling all this was far stronger than them.
Perhaps it had even reached the late demigod stage—a powerhouse above the Seven Tribulations Realm!
Such a powerhouse, even in the Heavenly Realm, could become the patriarch of a peak race.
Could this Great Thousand World, which had only just been born, actually nurture such a powerful lifeform?
And... this dark power gave them a strangely familiar feeling... as though it was very similar to the aura Shadow had revealed, except both its quality and quantity surpassed it by thousands, even tens of thousands, of times!
They were not on the same level at all.
"Crash..."
The darkness in the sky suddenly rippled like a tide, churning as a figure slowly stepped forth.
The moment that figure appeared, cold sweat instantly broke out on the three demigods.
Their hairs stood on end!
Especially the Angel Clan demigod. This feeling... reminded him of the one time—the only time—he had met the Ancestor.
And the Angel Clan's Ancestor was a peak demigod powerhouse!
"That's impossible!" the Angel Clan demigod cried