"His power is too strong! Burn your origin to stop him! If the Abyssal Corridor collapses, we won’t stand a chance!"0

Boom!0

The three demon kings erupted in crimson flames, their aura surging once more. Around Chen Chu, space began to fracture as nine-headed, dark-red flaming demonic dragons roared into existence, their mouths spewing abyssal flames of destruction.0

At the same time, the ground beneath Chen Chu shattered, and above him, space twisted. From the sky, blood-colored spikes—each spanning a thousand meters, covered in razor-sharp thorns—descended. Their tips glowed with sinister bloodlight, radiating a corrosive aura capable of dissolving all matter.0

The greatest threat, however, came from Anselm himself. His thousand-meter-tall body teleported beside Chen Chu, his black spear reforged, striking silently and without warning.0

That spear—stretching thousands of meters, as vast and sharp as a mountain range—was powerful enough to pierce through entire worlds....0