The end of life was death.
The beginning of death was life.
At the very moment Sect Master Tongtian activated his authority over reincarnation...
On a battlefield still four Middle Thousand Worlds and two Great Thousand Worlds away...
The once magnificent, dazzling river of stars had been reduced to countless particles of dust.
The pitch-black figure of an old man stood at the center of this starry river.
Wave after wave of black mist, filled with human faces, poured out of his body!
And within this river of stars...
With him at their center...
Dozens of terrifying, indescribable beings, their auras varying in strength, still surrounded him...
Great Old Ones!
The three leading them possessed sky-piercing auras, as though an entire world were linked to them.
Merely looking at them would strip an ordinary immortal of all reason.
They would brand an iron seal upon the immortal's thoughts, turning them into the most devoted of their worshippers.
But now, the Crawling Chaos-Nyarlathotep-had taken the form of a bloated, gentle young girl.
This was one of his avatars.
He simply held a floral paper umbrella, but his expression was unmistakably troubled.
There was no other reason.
The Grand Supreme Heavenly Demon was no easy opponent either!
Although he lacked any Innate Spiritual Treasures capable of concealing themselves...
After developing a fondness for the great heap of acquired Spiritual Treasures Laojun had forged in imitation of various Innate Spiritual Treasures, he had an endless supply of those instead.
What was more, the Grand Supreme Heavenly Demon also wielded authority over the Nightmare Dao!
And as famously undying bodies and notorious shit-stirrers in the Primordial World...
Members of the Heavenly Demon Race were never easy to kill!
Among the seventy-two Heavenly Demon Ancestors in the quasi-saint realm, the Grand Supreme Heavenly Demon was