The Fall of the Netherworld King and Ghost Princess, the Hooded Man's Identity Revealed!
"BOOM!!!"
The moment the Heaven's Sin Blade fell, the entire Epoch Battlefield was utterly annihilated.
The mere aftershock of that descending strike was enough to turn every Epoch King pale!
Even the taboo beings' expressions changed drastically!
Heaven's Sin!
Eternal Silence in an Instant!
Death God Eternal Life!
Three Supreme Arts collided!
Before that ultimate power, sound and light had lost all meaning.
Time stood still, space seemed unreal, and chaos returned to heaven and earth.
Yet everyone knew that was only an illusion.
For beyond that frozen time, the battlefield was unfolding in a way that defied comprehension!
The Netherworld King stood amid the chaos. His body had already begun to fade, dissolving little by little from his feet into black-and-red motes of light that merged with the lotus blooming and withering in an instant.
His Netherworld King Sword shattered completely, its fragments turning into stardust that scattered across the void.
Yet he was still smiling, his smile quiet, composed, and content.
On the other side, Ghost Princess was fading as well, her body even more fragmented than the Netherworld King's.
Yet she, too, smiled.
Her laughter pierced the chaos, pierced the collapsing space-time, pierced everyone's eardrums, and echoed above the entire Epoch Battlefield.
The two fading figures stepped forward together to meet the dark-gold blade light descending from the heavens.
"What joy is there in life, and what fear is there in death!"
The Netherworld King's final words were soft and faint, so soft they were almost inaudible, so faint they seemed to drift from time immemorial.
"My Dao bloomed here for an instant."
"That was enough!"
The two figures dissolved simultaneously into countless motes of light that intertwined, spinning and winding around each other like two roaming dragons nestled close together, soaring into the sky.
That pillar