The King of Creation had the confidence to back it up!
"Surrender? That word has never been in my vocabulary!"
Xiao Yan laughed uproariously. Heavenly fire surged, and ten thousand flames bowed in submission.
The Black-Robed Man raised the gleaming sword in his hand, his sword intent soaring into the heavens!
"Then fight!"
At that moment, no more words were needed. No one would surrender.
Even the Netherworld King and Ghost Princess had fought to the very last moment, let alone prodigies on the level of Xiao Yan and the Black-Robed Man from the Demon World!
"Hmph!"
"You overestimate yourselves!"
The King of Creation snorted coldly, and the Creation Disk shuddered violently!
A ring of light erupted from the disk, sweeping in every direction!
Wherever that ring passed, everything was enveloped by creation force.
The myriad-path heavenly flame beneath Xiao Yan's feet actually began to go out!
No, it was not going out-it was being "created" into something else!
Creation force broke the flames down into the most primitive runes, then recombined them into chunks of hard rock!
This was the creation Dao!
Creating all things, evolving all arts!
The King of Creation could break anything down and then create it anew!
"Careful!" The Black-Robed Man spoke for the first time, his voice hoarse and tinged with gravity. "His creation force can change the very nature of all things!"
"As long as our Daos are weaker than his, your flames, and even my sword intent, could be transformed by his creation force!"
At those words, every expert of the Six Realms sucked in a breath of cold air.
Change the very nature of all things?!
Did that not mean every attack would be useless against him?
His power was terrifying!
"Correct," the King of Creation said evenly.
"My creation Dao