At last, the Demon God Emperor faced off against Yang Tian.
Darkness was no match at all for this power of nothingness. Facing Yang Tian, the Demon God Emperor felt as though he faced a bottomless pit, his dark power constantly being devoured.
Even after becoming a god, the Demon God Emperor still found Yang Tian just as difficult to deal with.
Three years ago, the Demon God Emperor had still had a chance to kill Yang Tian. Now, he had none. If there was any chance, it would mean mutual destruction.
Throughout human history, even in its most glorious era, no human this monstrous had ever appeared.
His spiritual power had reached 999,999 points.
With just one more point of spiritual power, perhaps Yang Tian would truly become a god.
Rip! The Demon God Emperor's sleeve tore open, revealing a fair-skinned arm that had returned to its natural simplicity.
"Ha!" Faced with Yang Tian's might, the Demon God Emperor unleashed his aura, blasting Yang Tian back.
This strike was meant to slay a god.
"Cough." The Demon God Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood. This was his first injury since breaking through one million spiritual power and becoming a god.
Clearly, Yang Tian's strike had forced him into suffering internal injuries under its pressure.
The Demon God Emperor was no stationary target waiting to be killed.
Yang Tian murmured, "It's still nowhere near enough."
As he spoke, his aura grew even stronger.
The Demon God Emperor noticed it. Yang Tian was about to burn his life force to fight.
Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu shouted, "Yang Tian, you already have the strength to slay a god. If we truly fight to the death, the final outcome will be our mutual destruction."
Yang Tian stopped and looked at the