"Have you grown stronger again?"
In the darkness, the figure entangled in shadows slowly lifted his head: "The True Demon, whose demonic nature is entrusted to the three of us, should be undying, yet you managed to kick it apart with one move?"
"Really?" An Jing raised an eyebrow, glancing down at his boots: "I can't see such an effect."
"It's not about the boots, it's about you."
With the arrival of An Jing and the bright lights, the darkness was dispelled, revealing a face.
Xuan Mingyu raised his head, looking around. He saw many familiar and unfamiliar silhouettes, each taking position in the four directions, vaguely forming a massive battle formation. And Little Qi, perhaps the Heavenly Dao's newly chosen Ex Nihilo, was at the center of the formation, replacing An Jing in coordinating the entire Realm of Nonexistence.
Now, An Jing's authority suppressed his and the Mysterious Heaven Ceremony's authority, allowing Little Qi to fully take over.
