I stepped on the floating black earth, as if I could fall into another abyss at any time.

The black fog has a bone-absorbing penetration power, which directly corrodes people's souls and flesh. I had to hold my breath and squint my eyes.

The sword's heart beats like a drum, and the eardrums slams. It is obvious that there is no sound, but it is deafening.

Through the endless darkness, I saw an extremely large demon body with sharp metal horns on its head and a piece of armor burning with black flames on its outside.

This armor shines with the luster of metal and the power of burning flames.

His hair was like a boiling fire, and his beard was like a sharp blade that had not yet been caught. I couldn't see his true face clearly because his face was shrouded in endless power.

Just like an ant, unable to see a person's face clearly.

This demon is terrifying and extremely perfect.

Seeing him, I finally realized that we do not belong to the same world.

In front of him, not only me is the small one, but the world I live in has become thin and fragile.

The space around him was distorted, not only light and shadow, but also dimensions.

Now, I understand why he cannot come to our world and wants to descend a projection.

Because he comes from a high-dimensional space, this is a higher creature. His arrival across dimensions has also caused great harm to him. I saw his chest cracked, revealing scarlet and burning internal organs.

He frowned, as if he was suffering a great pain.

Visiting this thin and fragile world hurts his perfect body and completely desecrates his dignity.

Raising his hand to destroy billions of stars, I don’t know how many universes have been destroyed in my life, the Lord of Destruction, the Great Lord of the Void, has to destroy our world with his own descending. It is a blasphemy for him.

This blasphemy made him extremely angry. He glared at me, with ruthless mockery and bloodthirsty divine light in his eyes.

His weapon is a sword, and just like the one in my hand, it is also a broken sword.

The evil spirit was awe-inspiring, the first half of the sword blade had broken, and the remaining half was still with the power to tear the sky.

I was very curious about who cut off his sword, because I could not imagine anyone else could be the opponent of the demon in front of me.

Perfect demon, unrivaled.

I have seen the Master of Time and Space. The Master of Time and Space is as weak as a baby in front of him.

I have seen Nanhua, and it is even harder to imagine how Nanhua survived from death again and again under his pursuit. This is simply impossible.

At this moment, I felt a strong sense of frustration. Could it be that only chaos and void are the true eternity?

If Wuji is the final form, why is Taiji in this world?

I remembered that it was the power of dreams.

Nanhua was able to escape by chance with the help of the power of dreams.

However, dreams are also a kind of nothingness.

Wang Huan once said that the existence will eventually disappear, the eternal will eventually disappear, and the colorful colors of all things in the world are just confusing people's hearts.

It can be seen that she also agrees with nothingness, but the nothingness she thinks is definitely not as terrifying as before her.

The nightmare finally woke up, and I saw my own fragility and the fragility of this world.

The Great Lord of Void did not need to take action. Just showing his perfect body gave me a clear and profound understanding of Void.

Some people exist because of their lives, for the sake of preservation, for the sake of common ground while reserving differences, and for the sake of unity between man and nature.

Some people exist for the sake of destruction. Only endless destruction and killing can make them feel their existence.

Similarly, only by creating voids from one side after another can they fill their already empty hearts.

Because, when staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

The most tragic thing is that void is likely to be the destination of all existence, and this is the greatest sorrow.

"What a pity, such a superb swordsmanship is to be used to defend a broken world that is insignificant and worthless..."

The devil opened his mouth, and every word was like thunder, hitting my heart, and blood flowed out of my seven orifices.

"Join me, you will taste the most lusty pleasure in the world, the pleasure of destruction. And I can guarantee that you can realize yourself more clearly and will never be tempted by absurd dreams."

"I've always been alive..." I responded weakly.

"Only death is the only reality in your world, and death is not the end, it is just another beginning."

"In your eyes, death may be worthy of praise, but I still want to defend the dignity of the sword in my hand."

"There have been countless people saying this before me. Do you know their ending?"

I am silent.

He secretly accumulated energy and prepared to launch an attack.

In front of his divine power, my vitality and my will are rapidly decaying and exhausting.

Even though I was dominated by fear, the last bit of warmth belonging to life is still preserved in Jian's heart.

It is because I still have a sword in my hand, and there are ten thousand prophecies that belong to the living.

I noticed that the scars on the demon's chest were getting worse and worse, and blood was scattered like a waterfall, flowing on the abyss and earth.

"Once a thief stole a precious world seed from me. Someone used this world seed to weave a perfect dream, trying to make it eternal. Unfortunately, as long as it is a dream, there will be a day when you wake up."

"The thief you are talking about is Xie Moling, the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism? Since you know that he stole the seed of your world, why didn't you kill him?" I asked.

I want to delay time as much as possible.

The Great Lord of the Void cannot stay in our world for a long time. I will launch a fatal blow to him when he is at his weakest time.

"I didn't kill him because he was not worthy of my travels through the universe and visiting your world. I only need a projection to destroy him to the invisible."

"If you don't kill him, but you want me to kill me, you will look down on me too much," I said.

"It seems that you don't know what you are yet."

"What am I?"

"Who are you……"

The devil said only halfway, and his brows frowned deeply.

Obviously, what he was going to say caused him confusion, or he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.

However, this confusion did not last long. Soon he stretched his eyebrows again, and a mocking grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I remember, you are..."

At the moment when the nightmare was about to tell the truth, I chose to attack.

All I have to wait for is this moment, the perfect attack time.

The sentence that Nightmare wants to say is very important to me, even more important than my life. He thought I would listen patiently.

I even thought that as long as someone with ears, he should listen to the truth he wants to tell.

Unfortunately, I insisted on doing the opposite.

The sword of thousands of prophecies is no longer enough to release the sword energy, and my attack is so weak that it is almost ridiculous.

And because my body has been corroded by darkness, I can't even move a lot, it's so close and far away.
Chapter completed!