The Asura chains unwound and coiled outward, pitch-black and viscous Asura Divine Power flowing and casting an inky pall. It seemed to strip away all light and all color, leaving only a profound darkness—and within that darkness, a youth holding a saber.
The ghost deity grinned hideously, its scarlet lips licking its sharp fangs.
This realm plunged into the abyss.
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