Destin Saint's fearless silhouette stood within the chaotic space; in front of him was a pitch-black void, and between them stood the satanic Immortal Nimrod.
Furthermore, unlike the limited light illuminating Destin Saint's silhouette, Immortal Nimrod's figure seemed to be in synchronization with the boundless emptiness behind him, making Destin Saint look somewhat small.
Nonetheless, Destin Saint's demeanor didn't crumble; in fact, he seemed to become profound and deep like an abyss, as if unraveling Immortal Nimrod's schemes, the moment the latter stepped in front of him.
"Before 'we' imposed the 'higher-order', you turned a Zodiac Beast into your avatar and snuck into the Middle Plains…" Destin Saint finally spoke calmly, and his previous, rageful, skeptical tone seemed like an illusion.
But Immortal Nimrod didn't seem to be surprised by Destin Saint seeing through his methods, and suddenly clapped in mockery.
