Not You Die, or I Perish

The Blood River cascaded from the Nether Gate, surging without end like a scarlet wound tearing across the firmament.

White bones rose and sank in the river, Death Qi spreading through the air. Echoing the ruined battlefield from afar, they silently foretold the outcome of this battle.

The Asura King's heart sank inch by inch into a bottomless abyss along with the churning blood waves.

"It's over... It's all over!"

His eyes were vacant, and he stood rigidly in place as if his soul had been lost.

Xuan Ji had fallen in despair, two Devil Masters had been reduced to ashes, and now even the Underworld's supreme experts had unknown fates.

How could he accept this cruel reality?

Swish—

At that moment, Shen Yun's figure shot violently upward like a Hidden Dragon emerging from an abyss, while Primordial Chaos Origin endlessly circulated in his palm.

"Perish."

He slapped out with his great hand, and the Chaos Torrent surged forth in response, piercing straight into the depths of the ruined Nether Gate.

Boom!!!

Amid an earth-shaking explosion, the Blood River abruptly ceased flowing, as if an invisible hand had seized it by the throat.

Several faint, shrill wails came from within the gate, like a night owl crying blood, sending chills down the spine.

"You, you, you..."

Upon seeing this scene, the Asura King's eyes nearly split open. As though suffering the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, he trembled uncontrollably from head to toe.

There was no need to guess anymore. With Shen Yun delivering that final blow, even if the person behind the gate had nine lives, he had already gone to meet the Underworld Yama.

Bang—

The Gate of the Underworld completely collapsed, bursting apart in the air like a grand display of bloody fireworks.

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