At the edge of the Burial God Abyss, demonic qi surged skyward like dragons.
The imprint of the Underworld Evil God King stood a thousand zhang tall, formed from pure darkness and the destruction law.
He seemed to have crossed space and time from the Immortal Ancient Epoch, bearing world-shaking power that could destroy everything and suppress all creation.
Even a mere wisp of his imprint inspired overwhelming dread, as though one were facing an invincible, primordial King of Hell.
His cold, sinister, vortex-like eyes resembled two black holes that devoured everything.
They gazed down with merciless indifference at the white-robed figure below.
Ye Tian stood with his sword in hand, the Chaos Aura flowing naturally around him, keeping out the terrifying pressure that could crush stars and leave even a true god gasping for breath.
His gaze remained calm as he met the eyes of the Underworld Evil God King's imprint.
Not only did he show no fear, but his eyes were like a bottomless pool, without a single ripple.
It was merely the awakening of an ancient malevolent spirit's imprint.
That was nowhere near enough to frighten me.
Never mind a mere wisp of an imprint.
Even if his true self awakened before me, I would slay him all the same!
Even someone at the God Sovereign Pinnacle would not make me fear.
Yet the Underworld Evil God King's imprint seemed not to be entirely lifeless.
When he sensed the unique, boundless aura of chaos emanating from Ye Tian,
a faint trace of consciousness seemed to stir within his indistinct face, awakening slightly.
It was an instinctive greed and longing born of a higher order of life—the realm of a Supreme God Sovereign!
Chaos!
It was the mother qi of all things, the origin of the universe!
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