"His purpose was to seek out a third force in this universe—a force that belonged neither to the Root of the Indescribable nor to the Final Logic."
"A dangerous entity from beyond the universe."
"This entity even triggered the formation of the Infinite Universe Fragments a hundred million years ago, causing the deaths of countless lives."
Li Qing's words were like a massive bomb, shaking the Underworld Devil Lord to his core.
The Underworld Devil Lord's face shifted unpredictably. "How could that be possible?"
"A hundred million years ago, the universe fragments were artificially created."
He was utterly stunned. The news filled him with a terror rising from the depths of his heart, shattering everything he had once believed about the world.
It meant that they themselves might be pieces on someone else's chessboard.
"What evidence do you have?" The Underworld Devil Lord's expression hardened.
He realized that Li Qing might be using some illusory entity to draw his attention, hoping to achieve some purpose.
Seeing his reluctance to believe, Li Qing gave a faint smile and waved his hand. A silent image appeared.
The future he had seen through the Basin of Reflection—that pure darkness, that Dead Silence that devoured everything—unfolded within the image.
The moment that mysterious aura entered the Underworld Devil Lord's sight, fear surged up from the depths of his heart.
In the shadows of fate, he seemed to glimpse his own death. It was a warning born from the instinct of conceptual logic.
He could be one hundred percent certain that this dreadful entity could kill him. Even being a conceptual logic would be useless.
Li Qing waved his hand, and the image of that mysterious phantom flew toward the Underworld Devil Lord as a projection.
A flicker of confusion appeared in the Underworld Devil