Ming Xin's words rang like a great bell, echoing above the Gods and Demons Cemetery. Every word carried the power of Great Dao truth, clearly branding itself deep into the hearts and minds of every powerful figure present.
"This Daoist is willing to enter this situation and walk alongside you all, to meet that... Evil Heavenly Dao!"
"The Escaped One..."
Chen Nan murmured, his tightly clenched fists trembling slightly. It was not fear, but the excitement of someone who had trekked through endless darkness for far too long and finally glimpsed a faint light.
The God and Demon Power within him, along with the laws of the Eight Styles of Rebellion, all resonated strangely at this declaration from the outsider, as though the fate of fighting alone had finally gained powerful reinforcements.
Rascally Dragon widened his dragon eyes and opened his mouth, wanting to crack some vulgar joke to ease the tension. Yet his throat felt dry, and in the end, he merely muttered under his breath, "Damn it... looks like some incredible big shot has arrived..."
Upon the Platform for Appointing Generals, Demon Lord's blurry phantom stared at the Chaos Fire Seed in Ming Xin's palm. It seemed capable of burning away all the heavens, yet was restrained to the utmost degree. For the first time, obvious ripples appeared in his cold will.
The level of laws contained within that fire seed surpassed every kind of power he knew. It was a Dao Fire that was almost primordial in nature!
"Primordial World... Ming Xin..." Demon Lord's voice remained cold, but much of his scrutiny and hostility quietly receded. "Your Dao differs greatly from this world.
"Are you truly willing to become entangled in this Doomed Situation?"
He had laid plans across ages and plotted against Tongtian, but when faced