In the chaotic void, endless blood-red and dark-red lights spread like two unimaginably vast and hideous mouths, slowly devouring the two halves of Labio. Chen Chu, whose true form towered over two hundred thousand meters tall like a divine mountain holding up the heavens, stood at the edge of the rift with halberd in hand, his body blazing with dazzling blood light.0

All around him, black ash filled the sky, swirling with boundless despair and decay. These were the remnants of Abyssal Great Demons whose true forms had been shattered, their wills annihilated, and their vitality ground away by the Death Millstone, leaving their husks scattered across hundreds of thousands of kilometers. From afar, it resembled a dead realm of drifting cinders, making Chen Chu in his blood-colored, sinister battle armor appear all the more terrifying.0

Looking at the streams of white energy condensing...0