Suddenly, an enormous creature let out an earth-shattering roar in the east.
The ground cracked, and mountains collapsed!
A colossal beast with a dragon's head, a lion's body, deer antlers, ox hooves, and scales covering its entire body burrowed out of the earth's core and swiped at the blood clouds overhead.
The entire world burned with flames of fury. So vast were these flames that they could scorch everything, and they even seemed capable of contending with the Demon God Rules!
Zhang Ming had once experienced Flaming Sun's Immortal-level might.
But compared with these immense flames, Flaming Sun's might seemed somewhat insignificant.
Qilin, the strongest being in the Burial Realm, was burning away its very self!
Powerful as Qilin was, it was no Eternal.
It could only burn its life away to challenge a stronger opponent beyond its level.
"Demon God, fight me to the death!"
With that roar, a strange laugh came from Qilin's body, piercing and wrenching, like glass scraping across a blackboard.
Immediately afterward, a shriveled black hand abruptly descended from above the heavens and seized the blazing Qilin.
The raging beast was dragged into an Alternate Space.
At the same time, the black hand forcibly dragged the blood rain in the sky into the Alternate Space as well.
The blood rain really had vanished.
A trace of doubt and alarm arose in Zhang Ming's heart. He had experienced the terror of a Demon God War; what made it so staggering was the struggle over "concepts." Demon Gods truly were products of pure idealism. All their power depended on "concepts."
Then what could destroy a concept...? Demon Gods could die, but as long as their "concepts" survived, the Demon Gods would remain undying.
Both sides had been transported by [Slaughter] to an arena in an Alternate Space.