In a land of nothingness at the end of space and time, a figure like a god or demon sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.
Dark blue hair spilled down, concealing most of his body. On his exposed forehead, a strange rune could be seen, resembling neither quite a sword nor quite a halberd.
At that moment, the figure raised his lowered head slightly and opened his eyes, staring straight at a shattered "soap bubble" not far ahead. Blood-red lightning seemed to flash through his eyes, carrying a chill that regarded all living beings with indifference, and utter madness.
Inside the "soap bubble," blood-red currents rampaged mercilessly. Countless planets, which looked exceedingly tiny from the outside, were crushed beneath the currents, bursting into the lowliest dust in the universe.
Faintly, the dying wails of countless living beings within could be heard.
This was actually a universe forcibly miniaturized by an outside force!
And its current condition clearly was not very good...
As this universe's life approached its end, the dozen or so figures still desperately holding the final line of defense could no longer rely on the plane's power to resist this extraterrestrial demon. One after another, they shattered into clouds of blood mist.
Only the last remaining man swallowed the blood mist his "comrades" had become, absorbing and refining it to make his final struggle.
Unfortunately, it was nothing but futile effort.
Feeling his power on the verge of exhaustion, the man finally lost all hope and cursed hysterically:
"Invading so many planes, plundering their energy and the blood essence of their living beings-Tang San, you have already earned your death! I'll be waiting for you in the underworld!"
Hearing his opponent's final words as a beaten dog, the outsider called Tang San showed an emotion other than indifference