Beneath the horned crown was a strange face.
It was neither human nor beast, but a massive black vortex, with only a white orb like an eye exposed at its center, swaying gently.
As the Devil God's giant face poked its head out, the pitch-black, unfathomable gate behind it rippled countless times, as though endless Demonic Beasts were about to surge forth.
Endless black, viscous liquid bubbled up from beneath the Devil God Gate, slowly spreading in every direction like a river whose dike had burst in slow motion.
Countless Demonic Beasts stirred restlessly within the Black Devilish Water.
Heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers all wailed in unison.
The stars filling the sky trembled as though they were about to fall.
The whole human world seemed to bow down, welcoming a new king into the world.
"Wh..."
The Devil God was about to speak, but suddenly froze. That white orb-eye fixed itself upon Li Qingxian.
More precisely, it stared at the immortals and gods led by Li Qingxian, each with a halo floating behind their head.
Its gaze lingered especially on one of them.
Not the four smiling childlike figures.
Nor the Divine Palace Star Official with the highest standing.
It was Wang Lingguan, who was twisting his neck from side to side and shaking out his wrists.
Wang Lingguan was not even looking at it.
In that instant, the white orb at the center of that vortex face flickered ten thousand times.
At this moment, even though the righteous cultivators had long been prepared, the sight of such a terrifying Devil God still gave rise to thoughts of being unable to prevail.
Ninety-nine percent of the righteous cultivators slowly retreated.
That was a Devil God, a true Devil God.
The legends of the Devil-Slaying War still echoed in their