"If possible, I don't wish to kill you. But if you insist on seeking death, I won't show any mercy."
The Demon Lord looked into Chen Mobai's eyes, now only coldness remained. The Clone of Yama Heavenly Son, shrouded in black smoke, raised hand and gently waved it towards Chen Mobai.
There was no earth-shattering wave of demonic qi, only an absolute, irresistible force of obliteration enveloping Chen Mobai. The pure land supported by the Saintly Virtue Pure Light began to "dissolve" silently at the edges, like snow and ice thrown into magma, turning into specks of gray despair dust and scattered.
"End of Destiny!"
Chen Mobai's eyes focused, realizing that though the Demon Lord was here as a Clone of Yama Heavenly Son, he could wield all the Three Thousand Demon Paths, and his one move represented the Primordial End of Destiny Great Dao!
