Sect Master Tongtian's expression sharpened. He held the Immortal Slaying Sword across his chest and said gravely, "Be careful, my disciple. That old demon's source aura hasn't dissipated!"
Within the enormous crater that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, the countless fragments of demon blood and severed limbs that had scattered in every direction rose eerily into the air.
Strands of ink-black source Demonic Runes wove into a net in the void, dragging the torn flesh and shattered bones together and forcing them to fuse.
In just three breaths, the Dark Night Monarch's ten-thousand-zhang demon body took shape once more!
What was more, though his aura had weakened slightly after his body reformed, the black light in his double pupils had grown even more savage and frenzied.
"Hahaha! Qin Mu, did you think you'd won?!"
The Dark Night Monarch rose step by step from the crater on billowing black smoke. He flung his arms wide and threw back his head in wild laughter.
His laughter held utter disregard for death and boundless contempt for the Primordial World.
"I survived the Great Destruction of an era!"
"My Nine Netherworld Demon Body fused long ago with the Former Era's source of destruction. As long as a trace of demonic intent to destroy remains anywhere in the heavens, I cannot die!"
"The Three Ultimate Treasures are formidable, and your strength has indeed exceeded my expectations."
The Dark Night Monarch abruptly lowered his head and fixed his gaze on Qin Mu, who stood at the crater's edge. A cruel, mocking smile curled his lips.
"But you cannot kill me!"
"As long as you cannot kill me, I can keep drawing the deathly energy of an era's end from this world!"
"Drag this out, and you will die. Your Interception Sect will be destroyed!"