An old king erupted with a roar.
"Hope! There is hope! We have not lost. We can fight again!"
The Emperor of the Great Flow Realm transmitted his voice, and the entire Great Realm rose in resistance once more.
Yet as time passed, colossal islands sank beneath the sea, storms of laws tore through the ocean and starry sky, and more living beings died.
"Hope? Your so-called hope is nothing but self-consolation. Let me shatter your beautiful dream. Darkness is eternal, its glory shines upon all, and all shall be offerings."
"The altar is ready. Present the offerings. Let us hope no mishaps occur during this minor sacrifice."
Within the altar, a Weird Quasi-Immortal Emperor murmured. An unexpected tremor stirred in his heart-something highly unusual. He rose from the center of the altar in the Mist Sea Region, his unrivaled emperor body crushing the spacetime of endless ages.
He stepped out of the altar and raised his hand. An enormous, sky-obscuring hand gleaming with dark gold reached out, shedding endless Eerie Matter like rust flaking from brass.
Waves surged billions of miles across the sea. Dark-gold runes of law spread throughout heaven and earth, seeping into the River of Time.
Countless islands turned directly to ash, annihilated by the raging Sea of Laws. The myriad Daos collapsed and disintegrated. As imperial might spread, the primordial spirits of every being in the Great Flow Realm trembled. A Quasi-Immortal Emperor was truly powerful enough.
Before the attack even arrived, heaven and earth seemed to approach their end. All things lost their color, and the laws of the Dao ceased to exist.
"You are going nowhere."
Above the River of Time, the Eerie Race's Quasi-Immortal Emperor erupted, black radiance blazing. Together with another blood-red divine sun, two Supreme Beings unleashed their power to