A soundless rupture tore through the void.
*Booom!~*
Darkness imploded inward as three overwhelming existences collided at the center of the fractured space. Space howled as the layers buckled and bent as though they were flexible, a vast region of a realm collapsing into formless distortion.
The three figures exchanged numerous strikes before retreating to a distance where the warped space did not endure much pressure from their presence.
On one side stood a young man draped in black robes, his appearance deceptively unremarkable. Obviously, he was wearing a disguise, but the aura radiating from him was unbearably heavy and dark.
This person was none other than the Leader of the Heavenly Blight Hall, Arnoxin.
He gazed into the distance and saw the receding tribulation clouds of the new heavenly tribulation, his expression a mix of complex emotions with awe etched in his pupils.
"Finally, the Divine Emperor of Death's tribulation has ended."
