Ya Liao looked at the dark, deserted cavern, feeling utterly helpless.
With a flash of spiritual light, the giant axe in his hand vanished in the blink of an eye.
With a wave of his hand, the barrier set within the cavern abruptly disappeared as well.
"Whether Chen Fan died or not, there's no longer any chance of obtaining the Demon God King's inheritance from him..."
He stepped out of the cavern, a trace of frustration flashing across his face.
If Chen Fan had truly died, then so be it. But if he had not truly died, then once Ya Liao's actions were exposed, he would have needlessly offended such a peerless genius. It simply was not worth it.
"Things have come to this. Regret is useless now. If Chen Fan is really all right, then at worst, I'll lower my head and apologize to him someday..."
Thinking this, he rose into the air in frustration and sped toward the outside of the deep cavern in an instant.
And at that very moment.
An Eye of Lightning suddenly appeared in the sky.
"What?!"
As though being stared down by a god seated high above the Ninth Heaven, the instant those eyes appeared, Ya Liao's scalp went numb and his body froze.
Along with the Eye of Lightning.
A figure emerged, its entire body entwined with blood-red light and black qi.
Countless scales and tentacles churned all over its body.
A dreadful aura of despair and terror spread from it, as though the end of the world had descended.
"Abyss..."
Having lived for several thousand years, Ya Liao had experienced and seen hundreds of times more than Chen Fan. Naturally, he knew of the Great Calamity and the Abyss.
Even as a sixth-level Chang Sheng expert, facing this trace of Power