Far, far from the Douluo Star Domain lay the end of the world, the abyss of the universe.
There was no light there.
There was no time there.
There was only an endless gray void, like an immense beast that had slumbered since antiquity, breathing slowly in the deepest reaches of chaos.
Gray mist flowed silently through the void. Every wisp carried the will to devour everything, and wherever it passed, even the laws themselves dissolved, scattered, and returned to nothingness.
This void was the Void Ruin Land.
In the deepest reaches of the Void Ruin Land, a figure sat cross-legged.
His long gray hair fell over his shoulders, almost blending into the boundless gray mist behind him.
His face was still young, his features still handsome, but his once clear, resolute eyes had become a bottomless expanse of gray. A light of deathly stillness flowed within them, enough to make even a Divine King's heart quail at the sight.
Nine gray Soul Rings surrounded him. Each was as thick as a coiled flood dragon, radiating waves of an aura that devoured all things.
Tang San.
He slowly opened his eyes. Gray streaks of light flashed through the depths of his pupils, as though the abyss itself were gazing upon this world. He had changed completely.
Or rather, he was no longer the Tang San he had once been.
Over these years of merging with the Void Ruin Law and being assimilated by the Void Ruin, its power had seeped into his soul, his will, his obsessions, and his hatred, little by little, until his entire existence radiated fluctuations in tune with this gray abyss.
He still remembered the battle in the Heaven Dou Imperial City. Lin Chen had defeated him from on high.
Lin Chen-that name had been carved