Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Fair Demon Emperor rushes above the high skies, all magnetic fields are his disciple Yi Chengzi's tentacles, eyes, and aids, one sinister weapon after another explosively bursts.
No matter the glorious history or brilliant past these evil weapons possess, they ultimately turn into dust amidst the resounding blasts.
As the booming noises gradually fade, the pulsing Deep Red Points in Yi Chen's eyelids also begin to slow down.
"There are still fifteen billion, fewer than I anticipated."
Gazing into the increasing fear within the magnetic field of the Sinister Domain and facing the night breeze, Yi Chen stands in the air, sighing deeply with hands behind his back.
