This one was an Artifact Spirit reincarnated, destined by heaven to become the Lord of Eternal Life.
That one was a Tumor given flesh, with the Dharma-Ending Heavenly Demon at his back.
Both possessed boundless Divine Abilities, far beyond ordinary Supreme Shattering beings.
Once they clashed, everything was swept away. Space, time, matter, spirit—all ceased to exist.
Hua Tiandu, transformed by the Dharma-Ending Power, was covered in cracks. Blood dripped from him of its own accord, and fractures spread across his Primordial Spirit. He looked wretched beyond belief.
How could the Dharma-Ending Power be anything good?
Whether Hua Tiandu could kill Fang Han or not, he would ultimately die from the Dharma-Ending Power unless the Dharma-Ending Heavenly Demon saved him.
Bearing the Dharma-Ending Power in a body not born of chaos meant certain death.
The Dharma-Ending Heavenly Demon could have tempered the Dharma-Ending Power, making it easier for Hua Tiandu to absorb without such agony and misery.
But he had no intention of doing so.
Hua Tiandu was only a Tumor, a temporary Chess Piece. Why should he care how Hua Tiandu felt?
He was a demon, doing as he pleased and acknowledging no taboos. He would never consider the feelings of an ant.
"Fang Han, did you ever imagine this day would come?!" Hua Tiandu laughed. The wounds on his face made him look hideous and terrifying.
At last, he had the strength to face Fang Han head-on.
"Die, Fang Han! I am your eternal nemesis!"
The Dharma-Ending Power boiled over. Hua Tiandu's body could not withstand it and exploded, only to re-form under the same power.
He paid it no mind and charged straight at Fang Han.
Long before this, the Daoist of Primordial Chaos and the others had taken refuge in the Origin World within Fang Han