The three-day deadline arrived without the slightest deviation.
When the tide of destruction surged in from the end of the void, the laws surrounding the Qing Xuan Realm let out mournful cries and recoiled.
Its scale and momentum far surpassed the force Garm had brought before.
At its head stood Nether Prison, pale-faced, handsome, and eerily alluring.
Unlike Garm, he did not stand at the center of a destructive storm. He merely floated quietly before the army formation, his aura restrained to the utmost limit.
Like a black hole, even light seemed to be swallowed when it approached him. Despairing darkness covered every stretch of heaven and earth he passed through.
It was precisely this extreme stillness and bottomless darkness that placed even greater pressure on Ming Xin and the others watching from the shadows.
Behind him stood three Void Clan Commanders with immense auras and differing forms—Shadow Thorn and Thunder Fiend, who had previously requested battle, were among them.
The third was the Bone Commander, covered from head to toe in bone armor and wielding a massive axe.
Behind them were thirty elite Void Clan Warriors with cold eyes and strict discipline, along with fifty mature Dao Devouring Beasts, restless and radiating a frenzied desire to devour.
Yet the most eye-catching were the three colossal creatures stationed on the flank of the army formation—the Nirvana Beasts!
They resembled twisted lizards magnified thousands of times over, their bodies covered in constantly flowing black slime. They had no eyes, only enormous mouths occupying most of their heads and filled with spiraling fangs.
Their mere existence automatically formed fields of nirvana around them that devoured everything. Even the void continuously collapsed and perished around them.
This force was enough to destroy many small and medium-sized worlds in a short time!
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