An elderly, intelligent being stroked his long beard, speaking with certainty.
The Inner Universe is a place where powerful beings from all over the universe gather.
With abundant resources and a profound cultural heritage, it deserves such praise.
This demonstrates the terrifying strength of the Human Race.
Many onlookers astutely realized that
A storm that will sweep across the universe is about to arrive.
They looked flustered, some hurriedly packing their bags.
Some prepared to flee this dangerous place; others quickly activated their space communication devices.
They relayed everything that was happening here to their respective factions as quickly as possible.
In the blink of an eye, the once bustling Outer Universe...
It became deserted, and the onlookers left one after another.
In this chaotic situation, the Ancient Wood Universe was quickly trampled flat by Aotian and the Human Race army.
On the battlefield, swords flashed and energy beams Vertical and Horizontal.
The shouts of battle were deafening.
Ancient Wood Universe's defense system was no match for the overwhelming firepower of the Human Race.
It is as fragile as paper and crumbles quickly.
Ye Changge stood with his hands behind his back the entire time.
Quietly watching this battle, for such a battle,
He had lost all desire to make a move.
His strength has now far surpassed that of a saint.
These ordinary battles were nothing more than children playing house in his eyes.
As the battle intensified, the Human Race army surged forward like a raging tide.
Moving towards the next goal.
Soon, they arrived in a mysterious and eerie black universe.
This universe is extremely vast, like an endless dark ocean.
The pervasive demonic energy within was like thick ink, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.
Every trace of demonic energy carried an aura of corruption and evil.
If one's strength is slightly weaker, and demonic energy invades their body,
In an instant, one's mind will be lost, and one will become a puppet of the demon.
"I never imagined that there would be a universe in the Outer Universe with such a dense concentration of demonic energy."
Ye Changge thought to himself, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.
He took a step forward, and a faint golden light emanated from his body.
This isolates the demonic energy from the outside.
" Human Race, my Devil Race is not weak."
"Bring it on if you dare!" came the icy, chilling voice.
It seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing throughout the entire universe.
The anger and resentment contained in that voice sent chills down one's spine.
Upon hearing Ye Changge's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile.
However, he did not make a move immediately.
Instead, they stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.
"Do the Devil Race know the despair of being attacked by the Human Race?"
Ye Changge's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed throughout the universe.
It exudes an air of unparalleled arrogance and domineering presence.
" Human Race, don't be so smug. The tragedy of the Ancient Wood Universe..."
This will never happen to my Devil Race race, Non-Self dead!
One of the demon kings, his body engulfed in black demonic flames, roared angrily.
Within his demonic flames, countless vengeful spirits could be faintly seen struggling.
The roars were terrifying.
Upon hearing this, Ye Changge's excitement deepened.
His eyes gleamed with a fierce light, as if he had found an interesting opponent.
This scene was witnessed by several passersby.
They were so shocked they stood there dumbfounded.
"What are Human Race trying to do? Do they really intend to exterminate all races?"
"Dominate the entire universe?" an alien creature covered in spikes asked in terror.
"I don't know, but what I've seen is that wherever Human Race go..."
Within the territories of those races, all cultural texts were burned.
The heirlooms were Destruction, leaving not a single piece behind.
A Ghost Race whose body radiates an eerie glow.
The voice was ethereal, yet tinged with fear.
"If that's the case, even if other races have the opportunity to rebel one day..."
I'm afraid it will be impossible to restore its former glory.
"There's no way to seek revenge; the very meaning of their existence has been erased."
A mechanical being spoke in a synthesized electronic voice, its tone filled with despair.
"Yes, Human Race too despicable!"
Various angry roars echoed throughout the universe.
However, these voices were no match for the overwhelming power of the Human Race.
It seemed so weak, so hopeless.
In this black universe, filled with demonic energy and resembling a materialized sea of ink,
The atmosphere was so oppressive it was suffocating.
Everything around seemed to be shrouded in fear.
The Devil Race stood ready, their bodies wreathed in blazing demonic flames.
The leaping black Flame seemed to be venting their anger and resentment.
Before anyone could react, Aotian made his move.
His White Robe robes fluttered in the wind, and the long sword in his hand moved like a nimble serpent of light.
It slashed out at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
This sword strike was imbued with boundless, sharp sword Sword Qi.
Like a sharp blade cleaving through time and space, it carries an indomitable momentum.
Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the Devil Race expended countless resources.
The powerful barrier, built over a long period of time, is also blessed by the Heavenly Dao.
It was shattered in an instant, as fragile as a piece of paper.
That sturdy barrier Aotian under Ao Tian's earth-shattering sword strike.
It did not serve any purpose in preventing the fire, and instead shattered into countless fragments.
Dissipated into the vast universe.
"How is this possible? How could there be such powerful beings as you in the Outer Universe?"
A Devil Race elder stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.
The voice was filled with terror and despair, as if questioning this absurd situation.
His body trembled slightly, out of fear.
It's also because they can't accept the cruel reality before them.
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!" A demon king, seeing this,
Completely blinded by rage, it let out a piercing scream.
The demonic flames around him surged wildly, like a raging black tide.
They charged madly toward Aotian.
His eyes were filled with determination, as if he were willing to pay with his own life.
To gain a glimmer of hope.
However, Aotian didn't even bother to glance at him.
In Aotian's eyes, the Demon King's struggle was nothing more than a futile, dying resistance.
Aotian's expression was indifferent, as if he were a high and mighty god.
They disdain everything in the world.
He swung his sword again, his movements still simple and elegant, yet containing boundless power.
As the sword was unleashed, a dazzling flash of sword light streaked across the sky.
Like the first light of dawn piercing through the darkness.
Before the demon king could even get close to Aotian, he was instantly sliced in two by the sword light.
Not just his body, but also his soul.
They were all instantly killed by this fierce sword force.
In the instant his soul dissipated, he let out a faint scream.
Then it completely disappeared from this universe.
It was as if they had never existed.
"Aren't you guys the craziest? Come on, let me see."
"What is a demon?" Aotian's voice was icy, like a chilling wind from the Nine Nether Hell.
It echoes in this black universe.
His words seemed to mock the Devil Race ' overestimation of their own abilities.
It's more like they're savoring this battle that has no suspense whatsoever.
That arrogant attitude filled the Devil Race with humiliation and anger.
Yet there was nothing they could do.