The sound of explosions echoed through heaven and earth, lingering without end. Heavenly Evil God stared deeply ahead, the frenzied rage born of humiliation on his face gradually settling into calm once more. He sighed faintly.
"Great Thousand World, how fortunate you are... More than forty thousand years ago, when I first arrived in this world, even with my strength suppressed by the World Will, I was still invincible throughout the world... Yet an Immortal Great Emperor suddenly emerged and obstructed our invasion plans.
"After enduring forty-nine thousand years, I finally obtained an identity in this world and was no longer rejected or suppressed by the Great Thousand World's will. Victory was within sight, yet I encountered all of you."
He had brought out every one of his strongest methods, yet he still could not secure victory. He was at the end of his rope and had realized that defeating Mu Chen head-on was impossible.
Seeing Heavenly Evil God's fighting spirit gradually weaken, Mu Chen did not rush to attack. He said softly, "The Outer Evil Clan has acted against all reason, slaughtering living beings with bloody methods. Such things cannot last. Evil cannot triumph over justice. Even if it were not us, there would be others... Your defeat was inevitable."
"Hmph, what a joke. What do you mean, evil cannot triumph over justice? Only victors have the right to define justice! It is nothing more than the victor becoming king and the loser becoming a bandit."
"Perhaps... But you are fated to be a loser." Mu Chen did not wish to waste any more words on him. Spiritual energy gathered in his hand, condensing into a longsword.
At the same time, a sword of identical design appeared in the hands of his Dharma Body.
A sudden madness surfaced on