Pitch-black Imperial Blood still gushed from the Dark Night Monarch's chest.
The Nine-Colored Divine Wheel seal, already half shattered, showed no sign of stopping. Instead, it gave off an even more dreadful series of sharp cracks.
Crack! Crack!
The second and third sealing wheels shattered under the assault of boundless Demonic Energy.
The Dark Night Monarch's aura had already reached the first heaven of Primordial Grand Limitless Luo Golden Immortal, but as the seals continued to collapse, it surged wildly once more.
Boom!
Second heaven! Third heaven!
With each heaven he crossed, the earth and ley lines of the Mortal Realm sank ten thousand fathoms.
The Heavenly Dao River churned violently. Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, endless stars turned to dust in swaths beneath that raging pressure.
"I'm not done yet."
The Dark Night Monarch gave a low, savage laugh. His black hair whipped about wildly, and the twin pupils in his eyes became two abyssal vortices that devoured all things.
Fourth heaven! Fifth heaven! Sixth heaven!
Inside the formation, fierce winds howled. The void had long since ceased to exist, replaced by the Nine Netherworlds Demon Realm.
Guangchengzi lay limp in a deep pit, pressed flat against the ground. His teeth chattered, and he could not lift a single finger.
Randeng Daoren's heart nearly leaped into his throat. Alongside his horror came relief—relief that he had chosen to lead the way so early.
Zhun Ti and Jie Yin stared pale-faced at the Demon God manifestation that kept growing taller, their minds blank.
They had thought that breaking through to the Taiji level with Ancient Buddha Ancestor Blood meant they had touched the summit of the Great Dao. Only now did they truly understand what it meant to be crushed by power from an entirely higher plane.
Boom!
The seventh and