Across the Vast Starry Sky, spanning hundreds of millions of light-years, gazes from the Human Race Venerables and the Gods' Proxies pierced straight toward the Nine Heavens, converging at the end of deep space—
[Cosmic Demon Sealing Record]
The Blood-colored Scroll rose and fell through eternity.
It symbolized the majesty of the gods, inscribed with the crimes of countless Heavenly Demons!
At this moment, six grotesquely shaped palms, claws, and tentacles hovered around the scroll, seemingly hesitating over how to write.
Evil Shadow! Poison Fire! Black Fiend! Yixiu! Haike! Leiva!
In an instant, everyone recognized the owners of those six arms, and their gazes grew ever more expectant and curious.
As firsthand witnesses of the great war, and as the Six Deputy Executors closest to the Netherworld Territory, Evil Shadow, Poison Fire, and the others could undoubtedly unravel the doubts in their hearts.
Why had the Netherworld lost so quickly!
Why had the more than one hundred Tenth Order beings under its command vanished without a trace!
Why had the Ancestral Lands of the Hundred Races been destroyed in the blink of an eye and occupied by the human race!
And just which Heavenly Demon had done all this...?!
Deep within the Starry Sky, inside the Dark Green Divine Kingdom.
"Could it be him?"
Beo asked softly, then could not help shaking his head with a laugh.
"Probably not. He was only Eighth Order before. Even if he broke through to Ninth Order, he couldn't possibly face that group of Tenth Orders under the Netherworld, much less have the ability to command the entire battle..."
As he spoke, he gently swirled his wineglass with a faint smile, his gaze traveling down the Blood-colored Scroll, and then...
The wineglass shattered, its starlit liquid splashing all over him!
Yet Beo