The Supreme Lord nodded, his gaze sweeping over Chen Feiyu and Dantai Yuchen with a sharp, glittering light in his eyes as if he were deep in thought. Then, he burst out laughing. "As expected of the renowned Chen Feiyu and Miss Dantai Yuchen of Huaxia! To actually destroy the Apocalypse Cathedral and force the Pope to surrender, achieving a dream that the Dark World has never realized in a millennium—I am deeply impressed."
Golden gave a gloomy snort. He could accept the outcome of dying beneath Chen Feiyu's sword, but to be humiliated by his arch-nemesis right before his death was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
"It seems you are the Supreme Lord of the Dark World. You certainly took your sweet time arriving." Chen Feiyu let out a light laugh, making no effort to conceal his sarcasm.
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