Beneath the blood-stained sky of the Demon Continent, the lingering embers of the netherworld ghost domain still drifted in the void.
Evil Thought Jiang Runyue hovered in the nothingness, her dark robes swallowing the final sliver of dim light in the surroundings. The newly forged body of the Demon God flowed with the ultimate Daoist rhymes of the End and the Taotie, every inch carved as if from dark star-pulp jade condensed from the chaotic void, inherently possessing the supreme power to annihilate all Daos. The vortex of the Ruins of Return spinning in her left eye seemed capable of absorbing all the starlight of the heavens, while the gloomy furnace burning in her right eye reflected boundless greed. The Mark of Annihilation, intertwined with dark gold and purplish-black between her brows, served as the branding decree of ultimate doom for all living souls.
Yet, just as she was savoring this supreme power that transcended all things in this realm—
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