Mo Beichen had blanked out for less than a breath.

He rapidly regained the faculties of his mind after the Nirvana Devil Emperor Soul had pulled out.

The panic he had succumbed to after witnessing the golden light of Brahma had disappeared as well.

Now, he was angry. Angrier than he had ever been since coming to this universe.

He grew even angrier when he realized that he could not detect Yun Che!

BOOM—

The entire star region crumbled violently at his outburst. The three Yama Ancestors who were still clinging to his body up until that point were sent flying in a splatter of blood and gore.

Mo Beichen did not even glance at them. He dashed toward Chi Wuyao and Shui Meiyin’s location in an attempt to track them down, but he was unable to detect even the slightest spatial trace.

Somehow, it was even more undetectable than when Jun Xilei had vanished right before his eyes.

His facial features grew more and more distorted as he soundlessly gritted his teeth.

BOOM!

He made a grab with his hand, and the space in front of him was torn to shreds like tattered cloth. However, the action did nothing to vent the fury in his heart.

More than fury, he felt humiliated by his enemy’s success.

He was a Half-God and an Abyssal Knight, and this lowly universe somehow managed to…

He abruptly turned around and looked at the blurry shadows floating away in space.

If Yan One, Yan Two, and Yan Three weren’t dead before, Mo Beichen’s final attack had guaranteed their fate. Their bodies were more or less annihilated by the outburst. However, the three Yama Ancestors were ancient monsters who had lived for eight hundred thousand years until this point. They were ridiculously tenacious if nothing else. Their internal organs...