Baimeng and the Seven-Faced Demon General exchanged a glance. Each ruled half the sea, stirring the vast Northern Sea into turmoil.
As more and more water surged closer, the World of Flames steadily shrank in scope.
Baimeng strode through the air. He spread his hands, and a spear brimming with dense demonic aura stretched open between his palms.
"Demon Spear Slaying Heaven!" Baimeng wielded the demonic spear, piercing through all the void along its path, churning sea and blazing fire as he charged toward the consciousness body.
"Suppress!" Xu Zimo poured the last thread of his strength into the Chaos Bead.
The Chaos Bead, which had nearly dimmed, blossomed with brilliance once more and suppressed the consciousness body.
With a boom, the blazing flames were torn apart completely, and the spearhead plunged directly into the consciousness body's brow.
In an instant, wind and thunder changed violently. Fierce gales turned into demonic arrows that stabbed viciously inside.
The consciousness body howled in agony.
Under the Seven-Faced Demon General's control, the Northern Sea's momentum grew ever stronger until it finally annihilated the World of Flames completely.
The consciousness body finally exploded as well, its aftermath blasting the group away.
The Chaos Bead returned to the True Fate World, and Xu Zimo collapsed outright.
"Lord, are you all right?" Baimeng supported him and asked worriedly.
Xu Zimo waved his hand, doing his best to straighten himself.
He looked toward where the consciousness body had exploded. A broken stele and a flame had appeared there.
"Bring it over for me to see," Xu Zimo said.
The Seven-Faced Demon General retrieved the broken stele. Xu Zimo's gaze narrowed slightly as he saw four large characters inscribed upon it: "Zhu Rong Asks the Way."
As he stared at the broken stele, the world before him suddenly