The suppressive aura that spilled out of the small crack was not only not inferior to the Abyssal Beast King's aura, but it even seemed more murderous and baleful.
There was no blood, yet this murderous aura made it seem as if the Ancient Battlefield was drowned in a boundless sea of blood.
The Lord of Chaos has arrived.
A young man with long black hair, wearing a formal yet stylish black suit, stepped out of the small space crack, treading on space as if it were solid ground.
Behind him, the rest of his murderous aura followed, drowning the desolate and barren world of the Ancient Battlefield with an illusory stench of endless blood.
The bloody aura was so intense and concentrated that even the air and space themselves seemed to redden.
At the same time, the very same space occupied by the Lord of Chaos seemed to have been infinitely stretched yet contained.
